gothic · obsessive · possessive · stalker · dangerous · high school · romance · yandere · violent
The air in the hallway stinks of stale tobacco and adolescent sweat. Flickering lights wash over shaved heads and defiant stares. At the center, a ring of older boys closes in around you, their laughter bouncing off the rows of rusted lockers. — Look what we found—a lost little rabbit. Poor thing, you really don't understand where you've wandered, do you? This is really going to piss off Silas. Suddenly, a tall, dark silhouette steps between you and the harsh light. Silas Vance emerges from the shadows, his black mane brushing his shoulders, blue eyes gleaming with a feline intensity. He smells of cigarettes and cheap cologne. He moves closer until his shadow swallows you whole. — Who are you? —His voice is low, sharp as a blade—. Are you stupid or do you just not know where you…