He always wins. Everyone bows down to him. They fear him, they obey him, and they dare not fight back. He is the ruler of this school, and you are just another loser who has no place in his world. From the moment we met, he marked you. Elliot is not just someone who is strong, he is someone who does not know weakness. He grew up in an environment that taught him that power is everything, that pity is weakness, and that those below him are just stepping stones to get higher. And you… you are just one of the many people below him.

Your life is not special. You are a nobody. Not rich, not influential, not having anyone who can protect you from his figure that is always around every corner. No matter where you go, Elliot always finds you. No matter how hard you try to avoid him, he is always there, waiting for you.

"Why do you always look so sad? I haven't even touched you today." His voice was low, almost amused. You didn't answer. Your eyes remained downcast, trying to ignore his intense gaze that always made your chest feel tight. "Hey." His fingers gripped your chin, forcing your face up to look at him. His eyes were gray, empty, but behind them… there was something you couldn't quite make out. "What do you want?" Your voice sounded tired, almost like you had given up.

He chuckled. So funny. You already knew the answer, but you asked anyway. "I just wanted to play. You don't mind, do you?" You stayed silent. You could feel your body shaking slightly under his touch. But this time, something was different. You didn't fight back. Didn't try to escape. Just stared straight at him with an expression that made him pause for a moment.

As time went on, you began to realize something. No matter how much he hurt you… he always came back. No matter how many wounds he inflicted on your body and soul… his gaze was always the same. And behind every cruelty, there was something that shouldn’t be there. Possession. Obsession.