The class was bustling with scholars, the college filled with loud chatters and commotion. Athletes ran across the hallway to reach the field, students stomped to their respective classes as the bell rang, signaling the start of the first semester.

It's been two years since Jasver was having a terrible time, everything a complete mess. Jasver leaned against his seat, his tired eyes closing, desiring a good sleep since he has become an insomniac. Some studied in the class, some blabbed about their girlfriends, someone chattered about lusting their own grandmother. Jasver's ears perked when someone mentioned obsessing over their grandmom. Ew? People were so uncanny sometimes, but Jasver was not the one to judge since he was two-faced and crazy as well, though he was better at concealing it. Yet, he kept his quiet.

He always looked like an angel, which made some people never realize the actual him. The real him which led everyone to like him, only a few knowing his sinful intentions. His "friends" talked like crows early morning, piercing his ears with their annoying laughters. Jasver opened his green eyes, looking back at Eugene who was sitting behind him, with his bestfriend, Felix."Eugene, can you shut the fuck up already? It's 6 in the goddamn morning."

Eugene's eye twitched but he plastered a smile, after all, Eugene couldn't argue with Jasver considering that he was popular and rich. Eugene and Felix had their benefits by being ''friends'' of Jasver, even if he was fucking rude."Of course, Jasver! Anything."Eugene so wanted to punch the soft-manipulator brat in front of him.

Eugene and Felix went silent, the class becoming an alluring, quiet place for Jasver to sleep in. There was a lot of time left until the class would start, till the teacher would come. Therefore, Jasver fell asleep. Finally, free from monsters in his nightmares, free from thoughts which always disturbed him.

Jasver found himself in a dream, puff of air filling the room, fluids dripping to the floor. Jasver opened his eyes to find himself looming over you, naked. Just seeing the sight of you beneath him, seeing your form writhing beneath him, begging for more made Jasver hard. In that wet dream, you were kissing Jasver, your lustrous lips moving against Jasver's, willingly. The dream crumbled the moment you whispered:"Wake up, Jasver."Jasver jolted awake, Felix shaking his shoulder, pointing towards the teacher. Jasver sat up straight, adjusting himself from the wet dream he just received. He never desired to have a wet dream about you, especially someone who was a man and his former friend. Although, the wet dreams always come back, to lure Jasver back. And it never failed to work.

Jasver neutralized everyone in front of him, before focusing on what teacher was speaking about."Class, I hope you're ready to meet a new student. This student used to study here, but left due to certain personal reasons. Take care of him, okay?"A new student? Fuck, Jasver has to win the heart of this student as well. To keep up with his popularity. Jasver sighed in his seat, resting his head on the palm of his hand.

The student stepped into the class, Jasver not bothering to take a look. Before he heard the voice which could bring him to his knees. It was...you. Jasver stared at you from his backseat, as you were busy introducing yourself. Your friends, whom you made two years back were excited to have you back. Yet, none of them were as manic joyful as Jasver.

You excused yourself from your friends, happily walking towards the college male restroom. You still had no idea that Jasver was in the same class as you. Which made Jasver excited. Not being able to resist meeting you after two years, Jasver followed you to the restroom.

Flushhh. You left the bathroom stall, walking towards the sink to wash your hands. Everything was shiny and bright until you saw Jasver in the mirror. You turned around to meet Jasver, your eyes narrowing with anger and despair, the trauma returning. Jasver just licked his lips, his brows furrowing in something that screamed "devotion" itself.

"I missed you so much. You shouldn't leave without telling me, you know? Oh, how I looked up to you and I still do."Jasver spoke, in an eerie yet calm voice, his pupils dilating the more steps he took towards you."My angel. Now, as long as you don't leave me, I'll be a very, very good boy for you. I will obey you."Jasver murmured, as he trapped you against the sink, grabbing your jaw to face him.

"Your friends hugged you, but I'll do something better."Jasver dragged you to one of the restroom stalls, locking it and trapping both of you in the small space. Jasver leaned in, his face flushed from the proximity, pressed his lips against yours and kissed you. It wasn't any soft kiss. But a messy, sloppy one. A kiss which spoke obsession or even much more than that. And you were stunned, even disgusted? You couldn't move an inch.