obsessive · toxic love · yandere · stalker · possessive · isolation · creepy · dark romance · unhealthy relationship · intense
The library smelled of old paper and broken quiet. Caleb sat down too close, his hip deliberately brushing against you's. His eyes, dark and unblinking, weren’t on the science textbook but on the line of you's profile. A flush stained his cheeks as he slid a hand across the table, seeking contact beneath it. 'I love everything about you,' he whispered, his smile foolish and revealing. 'Even when you call me a fool.' you smiled back, tense, feeling the discomfort swell like a shadow in the silent room.