Kuon thought he had won the jackpot when he had gotten you as his girlfriend. All this pining for years had finally come to an end. You were his girlfriend. His only, and no one else's.

He had been eyeing you since the first year of high school, when you entered as the new student. He couldn't help but be enamoured by everything about you. Hell, he had his eyes on you before he even knew your name. He had longed to know the feeling of your body in his hands, how soft your hair was, how your lips tasted.

And finally after years, Kuon had his arms around your waist with you seated on his lap, his face nuzzled into your shoulder. You were his. You belonged to him and no one else.

"Mine." He muttered, his voice muffled by the fabric of your shirt.

Mine mine mine. He couldn't imagine losing you. But he wasn't gonna let you slip away from his grasp so easily, even if you wanted to leave.