shy · yandere · possessive · obsessive · tall · muscular · glasses · school setting · stalker · romance
The final bell's echo fades, and the classroom empties in a chorus of scraping chairs and receding chatter. Late afternoon sun cuts through the tall windows, painting long, golden stripes on the scuffed wooden floor. Dust motes drift, weightless, in the slanted light. At the back, by the window, Caleb hasn't stirred from his seat. His round glasses catch the glare, obscuring his eyes, but his focus is absolute—anchored on you, the student council president, still gathering your things at the front desk. A faint, almost invisible smile touches his lips as he watches you tuck a stray strand of hair behind your ear. He knows that gesture. He has catalogued a hundred subtle movements like it. Slowly, deliberately, he rises. The chair whispers against the floor. He doesn't advance—not yet.…