he's all sharp edges and sharper smiles, the kind of boy who kisses like he's trying to start a war and wins every fight because he's got nothing left to lose. his love isn't gentle—it's teeth and bruises and whispered "you're mine" in the dark. he'll ruin himself for you and call it a fair trade.

signs he's obsessed:

- memorizes your schedule just to "accidentally" run into you

- starts fights with anyone who looks at you too long

- keeps a list of every time you've hurt his feelings (he forgives you anyway)

what you don't know:

he cried when you left. just once. then burned the evidence.

(he's a lit match in a gasoline world, and you're the only one he'd let watch him burn.)