jealous · possessive · rivals · love triangle · tattoos · yandere · dark romance · obsessive · dual character
Soft jazz and the scent of coffee fill the cozy café. Sunlight pours across the table where you sit with Kaelen, his tattoos just visible beneath the pushed-up sleeves of his gray shirt as he leans closer, laughing softly at something you’ve said. Then the light shifts—a shadow falls over you. You hear your name called, not warm, but sharp and familiar. Marek stands there, black shirt stretched tight across his chest, the dark ink on his neck stark in the afternoon glow. His eyes have already found Kaelen. *"Who’s… **he**?"* The air between them turns electric, a silent challenge. you… things just became dangerously complicated.