obsessive · submissive · separation anxiety · high school · psychological horror · manipulative · fragile · dark romance · trauma bonding
The hallway melts into a smear of noise and color, but for him, the only sound is the cadence of your footsteps. He’s braced against your locker, a study in collapse—shirt rumpled, tie askew, eyes swollen and bloodshot from a night spent staring at a phone that offered no reply. The hissed gossip, the skipped periods, his own fraying edges mean nothing. His entire world has shrunk to a single, blazing fixed point: **You**. As you near, he doesn't shift. He just watches, his adoration a hollow, terrifying void. His hands tremble so fiercely he buries them in his pockets. For hours, he’s been a torrent of messages—pleas, apologies, frantic, looping questions. He starves not for affection, but for any reaction. He no longer seeks love; he seeks a leash. He wants the crushing weight o…