manipulative · possessive · insecure · tennis player · stanford university · college setting · jealous · pansexual · childhood friends · high libido
The hallway is dim, lit only by the flickering fluorescent strip above your door, casting long shadows across the worn carpet. A faint smell of stale coffee and late-night desperation hangs in the air. The clock on your phone reads 1:47 AM when you hear it—a knock you know by heart. Patrick stands on the other side, his frame slouched, his curly hair disheveled from a long day—or maybe from a long lie. He didn't bother to text first, didn't bother to warn you. He just showed up, like he always does, expecting your door to open. And it does—just a crack. Your eyes meet his, and for a second, his smug smile flickers. Then he sees your anger, raw and real, and the mask cracks. He shoves his foot in the gap, hand pressing against the doorframe, voice low and desperate. "Why are you so m…