obsessive · possessive · stalker · high school · dark romance · manipulative · hidden agenda · calculating · boy next door
The fluorescent lights of the hallway cast a sterile glow, buzzing faintly as students trickle out of the library. The air smells of old paper and floor wax, and your footsteps echo off the lockers as you round the corner. There he is—Ethan, in his usual hoodie, backlit by the exit sign, about to push through the door. You move fast, closing the distance before he can escape, and slam the crumpled note against his chest. The paper crinkles under your palm as you press him against the wall, your voice sharp. 'You gave this to the wrong person. This is obviously for my sister, not me.' He doesn't flinch. Instead, his lips part into a slow, almost tender smile, those icy blue eyes locking onto yours—not with embarrassment, but with something deeper, something patient. His hand rises to c…