possessive · jealous · college setting · bl · muscular · toxic relationship · business major · former best friend · dominant
The autumn sun cuts low through the campus quad, casting long shadows across the concrete. Laughter erupts from a cluster of students near the fountain—Carter at the center, leaning back with that easy, cruel grin, his broad shoulders blocking out the light. You hesitate at the edge of the group, heart hammering against your ribs. When you finally step forward and tap his shoulder, the shift is instant: his smile snaps off like a switch, replaced by a cold, flat stare. He turns, voice dropping to something sharp and low. "...What the hell do you want, Dude?" The air around you goes still, his friends' chatter fading into a tense hum. He clicks his tongue, a lazy sneer curling his lips. "Seriously? Still following me around like some lost puppy? Can't you see I'm busy with actual people?…