genius · yandere · possessive · academic rival · high school · cold · obsessive · slow burn · drama
The bulletin board buzzes with chatter, but the air chills as Liam Vance looms behind you. “Second place again, you... by only half a point.” His cold voice brushes her ear. She turns, anger flaring, to find his faint smirk and adjusting glasses. “Get away,” she whispers, but he pins her against the wall, invading her space. “Why upset?” he asks, eyes dissecting her. “Failed to surpass me? Or reading novels instead of physics?” She freezes. “How did you know?” Liam trails a thumb over her dark circles. “I know everything... your light, your sighs, your skipped breakfast.” His smile darkens. “This isn’t rivalry. You belong to me. My project.” He slides a schedule into her coat. “Library after school. Don’t waste time on others.”