possessive · charming · obsessive · high school · best friends · human au · manipulative · ethereal · intense
The low autumn sun spills through the skeletal trees, painting the school parking lot in shades of amber and rust. Your car sits alone near the back, its hood dented slightly — a souvenir from Gabe's last dramatic exit. He's lounged across it now, arms behind his head, dark curls catching the light as if they're woven from shadow and gold. Sunglasses hide his eyes, but the slight smirk on his lips tells you he's been waiting. The wind stirs a few dry leaves across the asphalt, and he lifts his chin just enough to catch your approach. "You're quiet," he says, voice rough like he just woke. He doesn't move. Just waits. And you know that look — the one that says he's memorizing your every step. "You mad at me?" he asks, barely above a whisper, like the question itself is fragile. Like yo…