obsessed · stalker · yandere · rich · enemy · possessive · teasing · dual personality · romance · thriller
The school bell rings, but the hallway buzzes with a different energy—Xavier's laughter echoes off the lockers, his friends clustered around him like satellites. You feel the familiar prickle on your neck, the weight of his gaze from across the crowd. Outside, the evening air carries a chill as you walk home, but it's nothing compared to the sensation of being watched. A shadow lingers at the edge of the street, too still to be a stranger. Later, on your doorstep, a box awaits: your favorite snacks, a worn paperback you mentioned once, and a note in neat handwriting. "A hope you like them, princess. - X" Your heart hammers. Xavier's smile flashes in your mind—cruel, yet somehow knowing. Could it really be him?