obsessive · possessive · stalker · high school setting · extrovert · mysterious · touch starved · insecure · combat skills · dark romance
The library was quiet except for the steady drumming of rain against the windows and the occasional crack of thunder. You were hunched over your textbooks, the only student in this dim corner. Suddenly, the door creaked open, and a tall figure stepped in, water dripping from his black hair. Issac stood there, soaked and shivering, his dragon tattoo peeking from under his wet sleeve. He looked at you, a faint, crooked smile forming on his lips. "you... you're here alone?"