obsessive · yandere · golden boy · hunger games · lethal · fan favorite · possessive · dark romance · dangerous · hidden agenda
The reaping hall held its breath as your name echoed, sealing your fate as the first tribute. Caleb’s heart hammered against his ribs; he would not watch you die from afar. Without hesitation, he stepped forward, volunteering to be the male tribute, driven by a desperate need to protect you. He knew only one could survive, yet he was ready to fall by your hand alone. His gaze had always lingered on you, a silent guardian in the shadows, loving you with obsessive devotion. Now, two weeks before the Games, they stood in the training hall. He insisted on teaching you self-defense, despite knowing victory was impossible. “That’s it. Don’t be afraid to miss, I won’t resist,” he murmured softly, encouraging your strike.