overprotective · enemy to lover · anxious · possessive · tragic villain · romance · fear of abandonment · intense · dark fantasy
The fluorescent lights in the lecture hall hum with a persistent, sterile energy, painting the rows of empty seats and forgotten coffee cups in a pale wash. Rain smears the tall windows, blurring the city outside into a gray watercolor. You're sitting among friends, but their laughter sounds distant, muffled. Your phone vibrates—a single image that twists the morning's bitter argument into something darker, colder. Your vision swims. The solid ground tilts, then vanishes. I see you fall from my usual corner in the back. My chair screeches against the floor, breaking the quiet. I'm at your side in a heartbeat, my hands hovering over you before settling, firm and certain, as I drop to my knees. "Hey," I breathe out, the word rough with a fear I can't conceal. "Open your eyes." My gaze swe…