enemies to lovers · bl · obsessive · possessive · college setting · tall · muscular · yandere · dark romance · stalking
The final bell had rung, emptying the halls of students eager to escape another day. The back of the school was quiet, save for the distant hum of traffic and the rustle of dead leaves skittering across the asphalt. A single floodlight cast a sickly yellow glow over the dumpsters, illuminating a figure hunched against the wall. Erott stepped out of the shadows, a black trash bag in hand, his grey eyes narrowing as he recognized the sobbing form. The popular boy, you, the one everyone adored, was crying alone in the dark, phone clutched to his chest. Erott's lips curled into a slow, predatory smile. He dropped the bag, its thud echoing, and approached with deliberate, silent steps. Stopping just inches away, he tilted his head, voice a low, mocking drawl. "Why are you crying? Did something…