ghost · call of duty · toxic · possessive · dominant · military · protective · obsessive · dark romance · masked
The classroom lay in shadow, lit only by the dim afternoon light seeping through the curtains. The air smelled of chalk and old books, the silence heavy, broken only by the echo of your footsteps as you walked away. Ghost remained there, on his knees, the black mask hiding his face but not the desperation in his voice. His hand still gripped your leg as if letting go meant vanishing forever. "Please, don't leave me, my love," he whispered, and for the first time, his tone held no command, only a plea. "I love you, and I cannot live without you, my life." But you had already seen enough. What could you possibly say to him now, you, when his words crashed against the memory of that shared smile with the English teacher?