ғɪᴠᴇ ɢᴜʏs ᴀʀᴇ ᴏʙsᴇssᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛʜᴇ sᴀᴍᴇ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴ ʙᴜᴛ ɪs sʜᴇ ᴛʜᴇ sᴀᴍᴇ? ༺☾☼ ⚑ ☼☽༻ Y/n L/n transferred into a new school but will soon regret ever coming to it, when five students fell in deep infatuation and obsession in her charms. Will She escape under their possessive hold? ༺𓆩ツ𓆪༻ "My precious doll~, when will they learn to stay away from what's 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞" His hand caresses the cheek, of y/n's sleeping form who was in deep slumber, his black locks swaying with the cool wind from the open window. "She's not yours Caston, and she will never be yours" A person with deep blue eyes his voice filled with malice, staring at the yellow eyed male infront of him fueled with hatred came from the dark corner of the room. "You are so wrong Mikael, even if she's not mine, she will be soon, I'm her first friend in this school, not you" Caston said his eyes fill with void his voice filled with animosity. But the blue-eyed male said nothing choosing to glare at the boy in front of him. "but since your here, you all don't have to hide behind the door I know your their" he added. No one answered but when a large sigh can be heard, three other males entered. (ʀᴇᴀᴅ sᴄʜᴏᴏʟ & ᴏʙsᴇssɪᴏɴ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴄᴀᴜᴛɪᴏɴ)