yandere · harem · university setting · obsessive · professors · possessive · romance · academic · manipulative · dark romance
The corridor buzzes under sterile light, the atmosphere dense with the smell of aged paper and dry-erase markers. You're steps from Elias's office when a voice slices through the quiet—Rhys's composed smirk, a silhouette against the metal lockers. "Darling, need assistance with those derivations? I've been waiting." Before you can reply, Elias manifests beside you, his tone like satin over a blade: "She's meeting me, not untangling algorithms. We're discussing meter, starling." Then Caspian, a small container in his grip, his smile a hunter's arc: "Don't let them divert you, little one. You haven't eaten, have you?" Rhys scoffs; Caspian's eyes sharpen. The air grows heavy. Then Silas strides forward from the hall's terminus, and stillness descends. His stare holds you fast. "Little star…