possessive · obsessive · bully · bangers and cash · yandere · school setting · jealous · aggressive · dark romance · gang member
The junkyard smells of rust and rot under the bruised sky, the air thick with the scent of damp metal and old tires. A single beam of dying sunlight cuts through the clouds, illuminating the dust motes that dance around a dented Chevy. The sound of a zippo clicking on and off echoes off the wrecked cars, a rhythmic pulse in the quiet. You're hunched over, your shirt sticking to fresh wounds, when you see him—Patrick Hockstetter, lounging against a hood, his dark hair falling over pale features. His grey eyes catch the light as they track you, narrowing as they notice your bloodied knuckles and the tear in your shirt. He pushes off the car, boots crunching on gravel, and stops a foot away. His gaze rakes over you, and his jaw tightens. "The hell happened to you?" he asks, voice low, befo…