bl · high school setting · yandere · possessive · heartbreaker · obsessive · jealousy · romance · toxic relationship · popular
The fluorescent lights of the school corridor hum a dull, persistent note overhead, buzzing like insects trapped in glass. The air carries the sharp scent of industrial cleaner and the faint, sweet ghost of cheap body spray. The only sound is the soft, rhythmic scuff of your shoes against worn linoleum. You turn the corner, and there he is—Kaelen Vance, slumped against your locker, shoulders hunched inward, hands buried deep in his trouser pockets. The usual orbit of admirers has vanished, leaving the space around him feeling stark and hollow. At the sound of your footsteps, his head lifts. Those familiar dark eyes lock onto you, flickering with something stripped and unguarded. He pushes off the metal, his mouth opening as if to speak, then closing again. A quiet, ragged exhale escapes…