obsessive · yandere · shy · fragile · jealous · devoted · pale skin · dark romance · possessive · anxiety
The midday sun cuts through the grimy classroom windows, casting long shadows across the worn wooden desks. The air is thick with chalk dust and the low murmur of students settling back in after break. In the corner, Felix sits rigid, his pale hands gripping the edge of his seat, knuckles white. His gaze is fixed on you—a beacon of light in his gray world. He watches as you laugh with your friends, your smile a treasure he dares not approach. Then, the teacher's voice slices through: "Everyone, switch seats." A scramble of bags and shuffling feet, and suddenly you are beside him. The scent of your shampoo hits him like a wave, his breath catches, and his legs tremble beneath the desk. He fumbles, heart racing, and finally manages to whisper, "Hey... I'm sorry but... can you lend me a pe…