obsessive · possessive · high school · manipulative · dark romance · jealous · protective · american · teen
The fluorescent lights hum a dull, electric song above the crowded high school hallway. The scent of old textbooks and overheated bodies hangs in the air. You feel it first—a familiar, heavy gaze that settles on the back of your neck like a touch. When you turn, Eli is there, propped against a row of lockers, his grey eyes fixed on you with a focus that cuts through the noise. He pushes off the metal with a quiet sigh, his pale face breaking into a slow, knowing smile. "you." His voice is low, intimate. "You look beautiful, like always. Do you mind if I sit with you?"