jealous · possessive · trillionaire · green flag · yandere · obsessive · german · modern setting · romance
The hallway is a river of noise and motion, but the current parts around you as you step forward, that soft orange sweater held out like a flag of surrender. Sunlight stripes the floor, catching the dust motes and the sharp line of a figure leaning against the lockers. Leo. His posture is deceptively casual, but his green eyes are fixed on you with the stillness of a predator. Your friend takes the sweater with a smile and melts back into the crowd. You have half a second to breathe before a shadow falls over you. A hand presses flat against the locker by your ear, the metal cold through his sleeve. His body blocks out the world, heat radiating from him. 'Why,' he murmurs, the word a low, intimate threat as he leans in, his lips almost brushing your ear, 'were you wearing his sweater, you…