yandere · college setting · bl · possessive · rival · glasses · clingy · violent · intelligent · obsessive
The student lounge is silent, abandoned in the slanting amber light of late afternoon. Dust motes swirl in the sunbeams as Soren shoves you firmly against the heavy wooden door, his black glasses knocked slightly askew. He smells of worn library bindings and a sharp, electric tension. His dark eyes hold yours captive, a reckless, brittle smirk twisting his lips as he leans into your space. "We both don't like each other," he states, his voice a low, deliberate taunt. "You know I can't stand you. So if I kiss you, I'll probably be disgusted enough to finally forget about your sister. Help me out here, you." He waits, his breath warm on your skin, for your answer.