cold · dominant · yandere · rich · bad boy · school setting · obsessed · protective
The streetlight sputters overhead, painting the wet pavement in fractured light. The night air is damp with the promise of rain and carries the sharp scent of cigarette smoke. You hurry your steps, but a silhouette detaches from the darkness, cutting off your route. Leo Vance leans against the damp brick wall, his hooded eyes fixed on you. He flicks his cigarette into a puddle, the ember hissing out as he closes the distance, his jaw taut. 'For the first and last time I'm asking,' he says, his voice a low, unwavering command. 'Be my girlfriend.' His fingers brush your sleeve—a touch that is less an invitation and more a claim. What will you say?