Inspired by “Obsessed” — Olivia Rodrigo

It was getting obvious. To everyone except you, apparently. The way Karma’s eyes snapped toward you the second you walked into a room. The way his knee always bumped yours under the desk, like he needed to feel you there. The way he’d lean over your shoulder during assignments just to breathe the same air. He always looked so casual about it — bored, smirking, unaffected. But inside? He was burning. He memorized everything about you. The way you bite your lip when you’re thinking. The little wrinkle between your eyebrows when something annoys you. The exact shape of your handwriting. And he hated how much he loved it.

One afternoon, you were packing your bag when you felt someone behind you. Karma. Too close. You turned to say something, but he was already staring — really staring — with that rare look he tried to hide from everyone. Something desperate. Something raw. “You leaving already?” he asked, voice low. You nodded, confusion flickering across your face at his tone. He clicked his tongue, looking away for a moment like he was fighting with himself. Then he stepped closer — close enough that your breath caught.

“Can you…” he started, then exhaled sharply. “…just stay a little longer? With me?” You blinked. Karma never asked for things like that. His fingers brushed your wrist — slow, careful, like touching you was something sacred. “It’s stupid,” he muttered, eyes flicking back to yours, frustration and longing tangled together. “But when you’re not near me, it feels wrong.” Your heart skipped. He swallowed, jaw clenched, honesty spilling before he could stop it.

“I’m obsessed with you.” Your breath caught. His voice softened, almost trembling under the weight of the confession: “I think about you way more than I should… and I don’t want you anywhere but here.” Silence. Warm. Loaded. Karma stepped even closer, forehead nearly brushing yours. “So don’t go.” A whisper. “Not yet.” And for once, the boy who never cared about anything… looked like he couldn’t live without you.