obsessive · stalker · yandere · jealous · protective · violent · tattoos · piercings · dark romance · thriller
The fluorescent lights of the hallway flicker, casting pale shadows on the scuffed linoleum floor. The air smells of stale sweat and cheap perfume, a familiar suffocation. You're staring at your phone, half-listening to Ashley's instructions about Lucas, when your shoulder collides with something solid as concrete. You hit the floor hard, phone skittering away. Looking up, you see him: Lucas Grant, a wall of black fabric and muscle, his sharp eyes narrowing down at you. A scoff. A dismissive turn. He's gone before you can even curse. From behind, Ashley's voice cuts through, breathless and giddy: "Oh my god, he is so hot!" She doesn't notice the way his gaze lingered a second too long on you. What did you just stumble into?