shy · dual personality · possessive · yandere · middle school · best friend · jealous · glasses · protective · bl
The late afternoon sun stretches our shadows long and thin along the dusty roadside, the air heavy with the smell of hot asphalt and distant traffic. Kieran's hand is warm and slightly clammy in mine, his steps faltering with the weight of his fever. Without warning, his palm presses flat and firm over my eyes, blotting out the sight of a looming billboard ahead—a man posed in nothing but underwear. "Don't look at that," he murmurs, his voice strained and tight. "And don't you dare open your eyes until I say so." His grip trembles against my skin. What is he so desperate to hide?