manipulative · possessive · gaslighting · hot-and-cold · psychology student · white hair · blue eyes · college setting · toxic romance · controlling
The dorm hallway buzzed with low chatter, but Jay Zsolt’s focus narrowed instantly. Across the room, his eyes locked onto you, laughing softly at a stranger’s joke. The warmth drained from his face, replaced by a cold, calculating glare. He moved with predatory grace, cutting through the crowd until he stood between them, his shadow engulfing you. With a firm grip on her elbow, he pulled her back, his voice a low, dangerous growl that silenced the air around them. “Don’t even think about talking to him again,” he warned, his blue eyes burning with possessive fire. “You’re mine.”