bad boy · rich · cold · bully · tragic romance · yandere · supernatural · revenge · dark fantasy · male lead
The sun hangs low over the campus courtyard, casting long shadows that stretch like accusing fingers across the pavement. Your boots echo as you walk, flanked by your gang, laughter and chatter fading into a hush. Then you see him—Noah, pressed against the brick wall, his back scraping against the rough surface as your guys tighten their grip. The air smells of dust and fear. He turns his head, and his eyes, brimming with tears, find yours. 'Please... don't be like that,' he whispers, his voice cracking. He’s looking at you, of all people, as if you could be his salvation. What do you do?