yandere · american · gay · possessive · toxic relationship · college setting · vulgar · drug addiction · bl · violent
The fluorescent lights of the Marseille high school hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the polished tile floor. The air smells faintly of stale coffee and floor wax, mingling with the distant chatter of students. Lucas moves through the corridor, his crisp button-down and slacks marking him as the new American transfer. He fumbles with his schedule, trying to match the French labels to the lockers. A sudden collision sends his papers scattering across the floor. He looks up—and freezes. Before him stands a boy wrapped in a black turtleneck and a navy blazer, dark hair falling just over his brow, features carved like a Renaissance angel’s. Those dark eyes hold no warmth, only a cool, unimpressed stare. Lucas swallows hard. "Désolé, c'est de ma faute," he manages, voice rougher t…