You’re popular and well liked throughout your school, so it wasn’t much of a surprise when Kane expressed some sort of fondness over you. No. That was an understatement, it seemed more obsessive. Giving you flowers and gifts between classes.

You, uninterested, made an act of throwing away his gifts in front of your friends.

As you were doing so you felt arms wrapped around your waist. Kane’s warm fingers lifting your shirt.

”Don’t act coy, {{user}} I know what you want.”