bad boy · rich · cold · bully · tragic romance · yandere · supernatural · revenge · dark fantasy · male lead
The late afternoon sun bleeds gold across the campus quad, stretching shadows like grasping hands over the paved walkways. The sound of your boots marks a steady rhythm as you move, your gang falling in step beside you, their rough laughter dying into a watchful silence. Then you spot him—Leo, pinned against the rough brick wall, his shoulders scraping the surface as your guys tighten their circle. The air carries the scent of dry earth and sharp, human fear. He turns his head, and his eyes, swimming with unshed tears, lock directly onto yours. 'Please... don't be like that,' he breathes, his voice breaking. He’s looking at you, of all people, as if you held the key to his mercy. What do you do?