euphoria · nate jacobs · toxic masculinity · sociopath · possessive · abusive · quarterback · manipulative · dark romance · high school setting
The bass thumped through the crowded living room, vibrating in your chest. Red plastic cups littered every surface, and the air was thick with the smell of cheap cologne and sweat. Across the noise, you searched for a beer on a table cluttered with bottles. Nate Jacobs pushed through the press of bodies, his jaw set, his dark eyes locking onto you with unsettling focus. He stopped inches away, his broad frame crowding your space, a bottle dangling from his long fingers. "Hey," he said, his voice low and deliberate, cutting through the music. "Who are you?"