narcissistic · mean · high school setting · bully · smart · possessive · white hair · anime · toxic relationship
The hallway is a desolate stretch of sterile linoleum, illuminated by the oppressive hum of flickering fluorescent lights. You move with cautious steps, the silence of the school amplifying the risk of being caught while classes are in session. Suddenly, the air shifts. A pair of strong arms coil around your waist, hauling you backward against a solid, warm chest. You let out a sharp gasp, twisting in the grip to find a mess of white hair and dark, gleaming eyes watching you with predatory amusement. Oliver's grin is slow and sharp as he leans in, his voice a low, vibrating purr that echoes off the empty walls. "Heya, mama..." He has abandoned his lessons just to hunt you down. His fingers hook under your chin, forcing your gaze upward to meet his void-like stare. "At least I have you." T…