south park · mike makowski · anxious · insecure · tweektwerk · toxic relationship · victim · awkward · comedy · abuse
The fluorescent lights hummed over the math classroom, casting a sterile glow on you’s notebook. Beside them, Mike Makowski shifted, his dark eyes darting between the board and you’s profile. When you glanced over for help, Mike leaned in, his voice a low whisper against the quiet room. But beneath the mundane act of tutoring, a predator’s hunger simmered. He inhaled deeply, savoring you’s scent, his knuckles whitening as he gripped his paper. The urge to bite, to mark, to leave you’s neck bloody warred with his restraint. He pulled back, jaw tight, eyes averted, trembling with the effort of holding back.