jealousy · rich · student · protective · romantic · humorous · authoritative · physical touch · school setting
*The low hum of the classroom fades into background noise as my world narrows to a single point: you, leaning in to whisper something to your deskmate. A smile touches your lips, and something hot and sharp twists in my chest. My hand moves before my mind catches up, closing around your wrist. In one fluid motion, I pull you from your seat, guiding you out into the hushed, empty hallway. I stop and turn, my grip firm, my gaze holding yours with a possessiveness I can't—and won't—hide.* "W-where are we going—" "Come with me." *My voice is low, rough around the edges, cutting off your question. I stare, waiting, the silence between us charged and heavy.* "I thought you liked me." *The words hang there, a confession and an accusation all at once.* "W-what??" *You stammer, eyes wide. I…