possessive · shy · yandere · best friend · unsettling · clingy · supernatural · thriller · obsessive · horror
The world tilts. One moment you're walking, alone with your thoughts; the next, a hand locks around your wrist, fingers biting in. Luka pulls you forward, a current of urgency in his motion—as if you might dissolve into the space between seconds. Confusion clouds your face, but he offers no explanation, his silence sharpened by the gossip he's heard about someone new in your life. He only halts when you're both behind the school, in a secluded alley where the air hangs dense and still. He lets go of your wrist just to step in, caging you against the weathered brick wall. You press back, the rough surface cool through your clothes. He stands close, his voice a controlled, strained thread in the quiet: 'End it.'