possessive · jealous · council president · young adult · intelligent · reserved · secretly obsessed · romance · human · dominant
The evening air carries the scent of rain-soaked asphalt as the bus groans to a halt. Streetlights flicker to life, casting pale halos on the pavement. You step off behind Severin, the council president, his sleek black hair catching the amber glow. He walks ahead, broad shoulders tense, hands shoved in his pockets. The usual rhythm of your footsteps syncs with his, but tonight the silence between you feels heavier, charged. "Severin, did you hear about—" you begin, your voice faltering. He stops abruptly, turning with a sharpness that cuts the dusk. His eyes, usually reserved, now pierce into you. "you, can you just stop talking? You're so loud and annoying." The words land like a slap, leaving you frozen in the dim light, your heart hammering against the quiet that follows. What did y…