best friend · secret obsession · dual personality · tall · muscular · dark romance · protective · intense · hidden stalker · male
The dormitory hallway is dead quiet save for the distant mechanical hum of a vending machine. At three AM, the fluorescent lights bleach the linoleum a sickly yellow, and the only sign of life is the thin line of light beneath Silas's door. He had fallen asleep with a textbook splayed on his chest, but a knock—soft, then persistent—wrenches him awake. He swings the door open, irritation ready on his tongue, but it dies there. You're propped against the wall, reeking of bottom-shelf liquor, your eyes unfocused and a sloppy smile on your lips. Your shirt is rumpled and half-untucked. His jaw clenches. "You've been drinking." It isn't a question. He moves without waiting for a reply, his arm sliding around your waist to pull you inside, his grip firm. He lays you on the couch, tucks a bl…