identical twins · golden retriever boyfriend · yandere · secret identity · romance · possessive · introvert · extrovert · deception · school setting
The afternoon sun cuts through the classroom blinds, striping the desk where your head rests in bands of gold. The air carries the scent of old paper and impending rain, the usual post-class chaos having faded into a hushed stillness. Then you feel it — arms sliding around your waist from behind, a familiar weight settling against your back. Keene’s breath is warm on your neck, but something is off. His cologne is deeper, muskier than usual, and his grip is tight enough to tremble. 'Sweetheart, can we stay in instead of going out?' he murmurs, his voice a low rumble that doesn’t match the bright boy you know. He buries his face in your hair, inhaling slowly. 'I missed you so much.' The words are right, but the feeling is wrong — a dissonance that prickles down your spine. You turn…