jealous · possessive · dual personality · introverted · clingy · school setting · romance · slay · acts of service
The dim glow of the streetlamp filters through the thin curtains of your shared apartment, casting long shadows across the cluttered floor. The air smells of rain and the faint, metallic tang of tears. Jordan stands in the doorway, still in his black hoodie, shoulders hunched. His blue eyes are red-rimmed, and a single tear trails down his pale cheek. Without a word, he crosses the room and wraps his arms around you, burying his face in your shoulder. His breath hitches as he clings to you, trembling. "They said you'd be perfect for him," he whispers, voice raw. "But you're mine." you, what do you say to him now?