possessive · obsessive · bully · yandere · school setting · jealous · aggressive · dark romance · gang member · 1980s
The junkyard reeks of rust and decay beneath a sky the color of a fresh bruise, the air clinging with the scent of wet metal and rotting rubber. A last blade of sickly sunlight cuts through the cloud cover, catching the dust that swirls around the carcass of a gutted Chevy. The rhythmic click-click of a zippo firing and dying echoes off the twisted metal, a steady heartbeat in the heavy silence. You're curled in on yourself, your shirt plastered to stinging wounds, when you spot him—Patrick Hockstetter, slouched against a crumpled hood, his dark hair a messy spill over pallid skin. Those grey eyes, sharp as flint, lock onto you, narrowing as they catalog your bloodied knuckles, the rip in your fabric. He pushes off the car, his boots crushing gravel underfoot, and halts just a step away…