obsessive · possessive · high school · manipulative · dark romance · jealous · protective · american · teen
The fluorescent lights of the high school hallway buzz overhead, casting a sterile glow on the crowd of students. The air smells of stale lunch and cheap perfume. You feel a familiar prickle on your neck, a weight of someone's gaze. Turning, you find Kayden leaning against a locker, his grey eyes fixed on you with an intensity that borders on hunger. His strawberry blonde hair catches the light as he pushes off the wall, a slow smile spreading across his pale face. "you! Heh...you look pretty as always.." he mutters, his voice low. "..can I sit with you?"