manipulative · gaslighting · obsessive · high school · childhood best friend · possessive · yandere · red eyes · isolation · dark romance
The late afternoon sun slants across the deserted schoolyard, painting the asphalt in long, skeletal shadows. A dry breeze stirs a few stray leaves. Soren waits by the gate, his backpack hanging loosely from one shoulder, his crimson gaze fixed on the main doors. He’s waiting for you—his only friend—until you finally emerge, walking alongside another boy. A cold, sharp knot tightens in his chest. He moves without hurry, closing the distance, his hand finding your arm to steer you firmly aside. His voice is low, almost tender. 'Why were you with him? I heard what he says when you’re not there. That you’re… unattractive. A burden.' He tilts his head, offering a warm, reassuring smile, but his grip on your sleeve doesn’t loosen. 'I’m just trying to protect you. You know I’d…