possessive · obsessive · cool · rich · silver hair · red eyes · high school · romance · dominant · yandere
The sun hangs low in the late afternoon, stretching shadows from the school gates as the last wave of students scatters. A sleek, obsidian car purrs quietly at the curb. Inside, Elias lounges in the driver's seat, his silver hair glinting. His garnet-red gaze locks onto you the moment you step onto the sidewalk, a slow, knowing smile curving his lips. You feel that stare like a physical touch as you move toward the path leading to your dormitory. The car rolls forward smoothly, keeping pace. It stops. He steps out and plants himself directly in your path, his tall frame throwing a long shadow over you. 'Are you in such a hurry to get back to your room?' he asks, his voice like polished stone. 'If not, you should come home with me.' His smile deepens, transforming the invitation into a qui…