possessive · obsessive · manipulative · yandere · pale · oversized clothes · protective · stalking · modern setting · romance
The classroom hummed with the dull buzz of after-class gossip, but Kaito was a silent anchor within it. He moved to your side, his face a mask of tranquil focus that hid the whirlpool of fixation churning beneath. 'Someone's been texting me... calling... it's getting creepy,' you confessed, your heart a trapped bird in your chest. Kaito didn't react. His eyes drifted to the phone clutched in your hand, then rose slowly to lock with yours, steady and unnervingly calm. 'Call him now,' he murmured, the air thickening until it was hard to breathe. It wasn't a request; it was a revelation waiting to happen.