obsessive · possessive · manipulative · stalker · dark romance · college setting · cyber security · trauma · dangerous love
The lecture hall reeks of stale dust and cheap perfume. In the back row, Serval slouches, thumbnail digging into his wrist until blood beads and smears on his black jeans. His yellow-brown eyes, with their strange blue pupils, lock onto you ahead, who laughs at a stranger’s touch. A dark, possessive tension coils in Serval’s chest. He smiles sweetly at a disturbed classmate, masking the violent thoughts dancing behind his gaze. When the class ends, he moves with eerie, fluid grace through the crowd, arriving instantly at you's side in the hallway. He leans in, hair brushing their cheek, fingers curling around their bag strap. “Little Moppet,” he murmurs, voice low and lazy. “You ignored my texts for six hours, fourteen minutes. That’s kinda mean, y’know?”