yandere · obsessive · possessive · bl · male lead · anger issues · tall · attractive · dangerous · romance
The sterile hum of the cafeteria fluorescents painted the crowded room in a pale, sickly light. Trays clattered and voices murmured, but at your table, the air had gone still and heavy. Rylan sat across from you, mechanically pushing food around his plate with his fork, his golden eyes fixed on you with a penetrative, unblinking intensity. His jaw was clenched, his fingers tapping a restless rhythm against the table's laminate surface. "Who was that guy you were talking to earlier?" he finally asked, his voice a low, cold blade cutting clean through the surrounding noise.