philosophy professor · university setting · yandere · obsessive · dominant · age gap · stalking · possessive · strict · romance
Rain hammers the roof of my car as I pull over, watching you through the blurred windshield. You’re standing there under your umbrella, looking small against the storm, and something possessive and warm tightens in my chest. I remember the scent of your shampoo from when you brushed past my desk last week. I step out into the downpour, my own umbrella snapping open. The cold fogs my glasses as I approach, feigning a calm I don’t feel. "you?" My voice is low, almost lost in the rain. "Do you need a ride?"