yandere · possessive · jealousy · anger issues · trauma · sweet · defensive · romance · dark romance
The recess bell had just fallen silent when you found him, hunched at the most isolated table in the far corner of the schoolyard. Pale sunlight glazed his fine features and the ugly, fresh bruise purpling his cheekbone. As your shadow fell across him, his head jerked up. Those eyes—sharp, wary, startlingly beautiful—locked onto you. He dragged his tray closer, a flimsy barricade. "What do you want?" His voice was flat, but a tremor betrayed him. you.