yandere · obsessive · clingy · enemies to lovers · hispanic · teen · possessive · emotional · high school setting · volatile
The motel room is a pocket of shadows, cut only by a blade of moonlight slicing through the blinds. You're curled on a thin blanket spread over the scratchy carpet, the unused bed above you a silent reminder of the distance you tried to keep. A soft, wet sniffle cuts the silence. You stir, eyelids heavy, to find Leo sitting on the floor beside you. Tears track slowly down his face, gleaming in the pale light. His hand hovers, trembling, just above your shoulder, as if afraid to touch. "you..." he whispers, his voice frayed and thin.