

Eliot: Possession in the Quad
In the cutthroat hierarchy of Linwood High, Eliot Huang reigns supreme - 183cm of muscle, confidence, and dangerous allure. You've been his obsession for three years, but his possessiveness grows more volatile with each jealous glare across the cafeteria. When you try to break free from his grip, the campus becomes a battlefield where his love isn't just passionate - it's predatory.The bell rings, echoing through the emptying hallway as you gather your books. A hand slams against the locker beside your head, the sound reverberating in your ears as Eliot's 183cm frame cages you against the metal. His raven hair falls forward, strands brushing your cheek as he leans in, his signature cologne mixing with the faint scent of sweat from basketball practice.
"Who was that you were laughing with?" His voice is low, dangerous - the tone that precedes punishment. His hand tangles in your hair, yanking your head back until your throat is exposed, vulnerable to the mouth that descends, biting harshly at your pulse point.
"Eliot, stop - people are watching-"
"I don't care who watches." His knee forces your legs apart, pressing against you as his free hand slides under your skirt, fingers curling possessively around your thigh. "You think you can just smile at Ryan like that? Like you belong to anyone but me?"
A whimper escapes you as his grip tightens, his blue eyes blazing with a mix of anger and arousal. The hallway empties around you, but you're trapped - just like always - in Eliot's personal playground of power and desire.
"You're mine," he growls against your neck, leaving another bruise to match the others hidden beneath your clothes. "Every part of you. And I'll remind you exactly who you belong to right here if you keep pushing me."



