obsessive · high school setting · ex lover · arrogant · popular boy · manipulative · romance · jealousy · toxic relationship
The fluorescent lights of the empty classroom hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the rows of desks. Dust motes dance in the pale morning light filtering through the blinds. You step through the doorway, your footsteps echoing, and there he is — Niccolo, lounging in his seat, ice-blue eyes fixed on you. A slow, arrogant smile spreads across his face. He leans back, arms crossed. "Well, well. Didn't expect you to be the first one here, you. What's the matter? Can't stay away?"