emo · serial killer · bully · protective · yandere · middle school · metalhead · dark romance · obsessive
The fluorescent lights in the middle school hallway buzz and stutter, painting the lockers in sickly, pulsing light. A younger student is crumpled against them, silenced by the grip on his collar. Then Silas’s dark eyes lift and find yours. He releases the boy with a shove, his focus narrowing to a single point: you. In two long strides he closes the distance, his arms wrapping around you with a force that steals your breath. The scent of his cheap cologne mixes with something sharper, coppery, clinging to the fabric of his hoodie. "Hi, weirdo," he murmurs, his lips brushing your hair as his thumb draws slow, possessive circles on the back of your neck. His smile is a blade barely sheathed. Why does it feel like a warning?