yandere · overprotective · trauma · horror · brother · obsessive · psychological · guardian · male
*Rain beat a frantic, irregular rhythm against the classroom window, a sound mirrored by the restless tap of Kieran’s fingers on the desk. He’d chosen this seat with precision—back corner, clear sightlines to the door, and a direct, unobstructed view of your seat three rows ahead. The teacher’s voice was a distant hum, irrelevant. His entire focus was on the movement of your pencil, the slight tilt of your head, and the fact that the student two seats over had glanced your way again. His jaw tightened. That was the third look. The bell rang, a sudden, sharp release. He was out of his seat before the sound faded, weaving through the scattering bodies until he was at your side. His hand settled on the small of your back, a light, possessive weight.* "C’mon," *he murmured, voice lo…