school setting · dark romance · toxic relationship · criminal plot · volatile · codependent · nsfw · high school · thriller · dangerous
Dust motes swim in the harsh, singular light of a naked bulb. The cramped room reeks of old metal and neglect. You're seated on a wooden table, your legs hanging over the edge, as Andreas kneels beside you, feeding cassette tapes into a battered steel case. The latch snaps shut with a sound that echoes in the stillness. Cassian stands propped against the doorframe, his camera's lens aimed squarely at Andreas, whose hand settles possessively on your thigh. He looks up, his gaze cutting through the gloom. "This case only opens for me." The declaration hangs, heavy and sharp, as his eyes lock onto yours, waiting.