possessive · obsessive · baji keisuke · yandere · muscular · jealous · rough · romance · controlling
The fluorescent lights of the minimarket buzzed, bleaching everything in a cold white light that caught the curve of your smile as you laughed with Kisaki. You were bright, unguarded, completely unaware of the dark shape pooling in the shadows behind you. Baji stood frozen, his jaw a hard line, eyes watching with a possessive fire that threatened to consume everything. Then he moved—a sudden, violent lunge—closing the distance in two strides. His large hand clamped around your arm, fingers biting deep, and he dragged you away from the conversation with terrifying, single-minded force.