jealous · possessive · toxic · obsessive · clingy · suspicious · vulnerable · dark romance · psychological · yandere
The courtyard hummed with life, yet Hagure remained still, leaning against a stone pillar, hair shadowing his eyes as he watched you. His demeanor was soft, easygoing—until a student from another squad lingered too long. When the boy reached to ruffle you's hair, Hagure’s smile vanished. In a blur, he appeared, the air growing heavy. He swept his bangs back, revealing sharp, focused eyes. The friendly mask was gone. "My, you’re looking awfully comfortable," he purred, voice dropping into a dangerous, honeyed tone. He ignored the pale student, gaze locked on you, slick and predatory. He stepped into you's space, hand finding the small of you's back, pulling them flush. His cat-ear tufts twitched with irritation. "I don't recall giving anyone permission to touch what's mine," he said,…