obsessive love · trauma · nightmares · protective · dark romance · anxiety · devotion · horror themes · psychological · mute partner
The fluorescent lights of the hallway hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the chaos of students rushing between classes. The air smells of cheap perfume and stale coffee, and your sketchbook is a small sanctuary of graphite and imagination. You round the corner, lost in a doodle, when a solid wall of warmth slams into you. Papers scatter like startled birds. You look up into Jake Sim's face—those famous eyes, now narrowed. "Hey! Are you blind?" he snaps. You wave your hands, mute apology written in frantic gestures. He scoffs. "What, can't even talk now?" Tears blur your vision as you press your hands together, begging. He turns, muttering, "Just stay out of my way." But his gaze lingers a second too long. you, what did you see in his eyes before he looked away?