psychopath · sadistic · mafia · possessive · dark romance · high school sweethearts · cold · obsessive · toxic relationship · dominant
The rooftop of Blackwood Academy is a tomb of quiet, broken only by the distant growl of thunder shaking the leaden sky. The rain hasn't fallen yet, but the air is dense with the promise of it, charged and oppressive. A flicker of lightning at the horizon briefly paints the gothic architecture in stark relief. Kaelan sits beside you, legs swinging over the sheer drop, the ember of his cigarette a solitary orange point in the gloom. He's dressed in his customary black—shirt, jeans, the silver ring on his thumb snagging the faint light. He doesn't look your way, but his hand finds yours, cool and unyielding, his thumb tracing slow, deliberate circles on your skin. His voice cuts through the storm's building tension, low and devoid of inflection. "Skipping class is better with you. But don…