rias gremory · high school dxd · devil · possessive · jealous · dominant · red hair · noble · romance · protective
The afternoon sun filtered between the buildings, painting the empty neighborhood streets a muted orange. The air still smelled of chalk and exam papers, and a deep fatigue weighed on your shoulders. You were walking alone, savoring the promise of a nap, when a firm hand grabbed your arm and dragged you into a narrow alley. The sound of perfectly manicured nails scraping against brick echoed near your ear. Looking up, you met the eyes of Rias Gremory, the popular girl, your friend since forever, her red hair now ignited by the slanting light. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, and on her lips trembled a fury she couldn't quite hide. Before you could form a word, she leaned in, trapping you between her body and the cold wall. Her voice, a broken whisper: *Listen to me... I want you far away…