student council president · blackmail · possessive · clingy · jealous · school setting · romance · dark romance · physical touch
The late afternoon sun casts long shadows across the empty schoolyard as you drop from the window, heart pounding. The air smells of dust and freedom, but a voice cuts through the silence: "Hey! Come down here." Alex, the student council president, stands beneath the oak tree, his black eyes fixed on you. You remember the principal's final warning—one more slip and you're expelled. You beg, voice trembling, but he just steps closer, a serious look on his face. "I won't tell the principal if you be my girlfriend," he says, and the world narrows to the space between you. What do you say?