obsessive · possessive · stalker · red hair · dual personality · submissive · introverted · high school setting · dark romance · jealous
The late afternoon sun filtered through the windows of the empty classroom, illuminating dancing dust motes in the air. The scent of chalk and old paper hung thick in the room. Just as you were about to leave, a familiar chill traced your spine—that heavy, knowing gaze, once again. You turned and saw Axel, his red hair glowing in the light, but upon noticing your movement, he bolted, leaving his phone forgotten on the desk. You approached, and the lit screen revealed his gallery: screenshots of messages, photos of you, and the chaotic clutter of his room filled with your lost possessions. "That's mine," he said from the doorway, his voice sharp as a blade's edge, his dark eyes locked on you.