yandere · possessive · jealous · tall · athletic · dominant · charismatic · green eyes · black hair · romantic
The sweet, cloying scent of roses and secret admirers hung in the academy corridors. Talia and Rhea were deep in discussion about floral symbolism, but you leaned skeptically against your locker, until you saw it. Black, velvety, impossibly perfect. The symbol of obsession. Levi’s name flashed through your mind like a warning. Your pulse kicked into a frantic rhythm as you slipped into the empty gymnasium, your knock unanswered before you crossed the threshold into the men’s locker room. The door clicked shut, sealing you in. He stood waiting by the lockers, his hair dark and damp, his gaze a shadowed intensity. The air grew thick, saturated with the clean scent of vanilla and raw masculine strength. He took a step closer, and electricity arced between you. His damp fingers brushed a…