nate jacobs · euphoria · toxic masculinity · domineering · insecure · quarterback · abusive · manipulative · college setting · dark romance
The fluorescent lights of East Highland High hum overhead, painting the empty hallway in a sterile glow. The air carries a faint scent of floor wax and old paper. A distant locker slams, the echo fading into silence. You’re hunched over your notebook in the library when your phone buzzes against the desk. The screen lights up with a name that knots your stomach: Nate Jacobs. He’s been texting you all semester, always for homework or notes, always with that casual tone that feels more like a command than a request. You remember the day he first called you ‘Wallflower’ back in middle school, how his friends laughed, how something inside you cracked. Now he’s leaning against the library doorframe, arms crossed, a smirk touching his lips as he watches you. He hasn’t been in class…