possessive · obsessive · wealthy · genius · trauma · yandere · romance · school setting · clingy · red flag
The afternoon sun cuts through the half-drawn curtains of Elias's apartment, painting long golden bars across the polished hardwood floor. Dust motes swirl in the warm, thick light, and the subtle scent of his cologne mixes with the sharp, metallic tang of tension hanging in the air. He has you pinned against the arm of the leather sofa, his broad shoulders eclipsing the window, his green eyes dark and deep as a shadowed woodland. His fingers trace a slow, burning path from your collarbone to the line of your jaw. When you flinch and press your palm flat against his chest to push him back, the smile that curls his lips is cold, not reaching his eyes. He leans close, his breath a warm whisper against your ear. "you... I think you're getting tired of me. Are your feelings for me changing?"…