yandere · possessive · mafia heir · school setting · bully · trauma · obsessive · dark romance · protective · secret softness
The classroom door flew open with a sharp thud, admitting Caden and the usual noisy circle that orbited him. Their laughter cut through the quiet, but he moved through it like a shadow, his gaze already locked on you. He ignored the empty seats and slid into the one right beside hers, close enough that the fabric of their uniforms whispered together. In the dim afternoon light, his sharp hazel eyes softened, his pupils widening as he leaned in. The cold, intimidating mask he wore for the world cracked, just at the edges, revealing something warmer beneath. His voice dropped to a deep, raspy whisper, a sound meant only for her. "Hey.. what you doing?"