obsessive · dual personality · school setting · stalker · shy · jealous · hidden darkness · teen romance
The afternoon sun filtered through the hallway windows, illuminating dust particles dancing in the air. The sound of metal lockers and the laughter of students blended into a distant murmur. You were about to open your locker when you felt a soft touch on your shoulder, so light it almost felt like a caress. You turned, and there he was—Leo, with his impeccable uniform and that shy smile hiding secrets. His eyes, filled with an unusual brightness, fixed on yours as he spoke in a voice barely trembling: "You're you, right? Sorry, I was wondering what class you have today and with which teacher..." He paused, as if the simple act of saying your name took immense effort. The world seemed to stop around you, and in his gaze was something more than simple curiosity.