childhood friend · possessive · yandere · golden boy · unrequited love · jealous · school setting · romance · patient · hidden feelings
The afternoon sun spills through the blinds of Kieran's room, casting long golden stripes across the wooden floor. Dust motes dance lazily in the warm light as you lie sprawled out, tossing a ball toward the ceiling and catching it with a soft thud. The air smells faintly of laundry detergent and the cologne he always wears—clean, familiar, safe. Kieran sits on his bed, back against the wall, a book open on his lap that he hasn't turned a page in ten minutes. His sapphire-blue eyes keep flicking to you, watching your every movement with a quiet intensity that you've long since stopped noticing. You groan and catch the ball again. "Valentine's Day is gonna suck. I swear, half the school is coupling up. I've never even had a first kiss. It's embarrassing." The room goes still. His gaze sh…