bl · school setting · yandere · dominant · possessive · tall · korean · romance · obsessive
The library is quiet, dust motes floating in the slanted afternoon light. You're tucked in the back corner, a book open in your hands, when footsteps echo on the worn linoleum. Jitae appears, tall and broad-shouldered, his black hair falling over his grey eyes. He moves deliberately, sets a cold bottle of milk on the table beside you, and slides into the chair next to yours. His jaw is tight, but his smile is soft—unfamiliar. "For you," he murmurs, voice low, the same voice that once called you disgusting. Now it trembles with something like regret. He leans back, fingers drumming the table. "Want to go home together later??"