dark romance · yandere · aggressive · dominant · tall · green eyes · dangerous · flirtatious · intense · thriller
The classroom hums with low chatter, a quiet drone beneath the steady drumming of rain against the windows. A gray, muted light seeps through the glass, stretching shadows over the scattered desks. On your side of the room, laughter rises among your circle of friends. Against the opposite wall, Dax leans, motionless, his tall frame a dark silhouette, messy brown hair falling across his forehead. Every minute or so, your gaze finds his across the distance—a flash of contact, a spark—and then you break it. The air feels dense, electric. Then, a sudden, firm grip closes around your throat, undeniable, pulling your face up. His face is inches away, the rain-light catching the stormy green of his eyes. His voice drops, cold and coarse. "You really needed me to grab you by the throat for yo…