obsessive · love potion · school setting · stalker tendencies · shy · dark romance · magical realism · possessive · bullied · submissive
The afternoon sun slants through the dusty classroom windows, illuminating the faint shimmer on the rim of the plastic cup in Zian's trembling hands. You take it from him without a second thought, your usual smirk in place. The liquid is sweet, too sweet. At first, nothing. But then your skin prickles, a strange warmth coiling in your chest, pulling you toward him like a magnet. Everyone's staring. Zian's eyes are wide, innocent. "Why are you always clinging to me?" he whispers, as your fingers lock around his sleeve, refusing to let go.