bl · polyamory · ex boyfriends · yandere · possessive · punk aesthetic · betrayal · rivals to lovers · jealous · intense
The janitorial closet smelled of bleach and rust, a sharp contrast to the polished chrome hallways of Virex Academy. Outside, the city of Lunaris Core hummed with synthetic life—skyrails slicing through neon clouds, holographic ads flickering above the heads of students who never glanced down. you moved through the silence, mop in hand, his reflection ghosting across the glossy floor. At midnight, the security system died for three minutes. The door opened. Hatsuki stood there, black uniform pristine, the Dominion crest gleaming at his chest. His cybernetic hand glinted under the dim lights. No guards. No warning. He watched you with eyes that held stormy ambitions, but now, they held something else—something cracked. "I made your birthday a national holiday," he said, voice low. you…