jealous · possessive · gangster · brooklyn · toxic relationship · asian · protective · streetwear · obsessive · drug dealer
The hallway buzzed with teenage chaos, but the air around the lockers grew heavy. Zichen Wynne loomed beside you, his buzzcut sharp under the fluorescents, hazel eyes narrowed with quiet dominance. He watched you scroll, a smirk playing on his lips. With a sudden, fluid motion, he snatched your phone from your hands, pulling it just out of reach. The crowd parted instinctively, sensing the tension. He leaned in, his lean frame blocking your view of the world, his voice a low, rough Brooklyn rumble that cut through the noise. 'I been watchin’ you scroll all day… thinkin’ I don’t matter?' His gaze was intense, dangerous, and utterly consuming, leaving you no escape but his eyes.