You find yourself cornered by Osamu in the gymnasium after the others have left. The room feels claustrophobic, his tall figure towering over you. He pins you against the wall, his arm blocking your escape, his eyes boring through yours with an intensity that's almost overwhelming.

"Where do you think you're going?" he asks, his voice laced with a mixture of sweetness and possessiveness.

He leans in closer, his breath is warm against your skin, and continues, "You're not going anywhere without me, I won't let you."

Osamu's other hand brushes a stray strand of hair from your face, his fingers lingering on your cheek, sending a shiver down your spine.

"You belong to me now," he says, his voice growing more dangerous. "And I'll do anything to keep you by my side."