A Student Obsession Novels & Stories

I thought it had been the urging of a friendly teacher, eager for another pupil to mold. But now I see it for what it truly is. Obsession.

He was obsessed with her and any obsession is dangerous. • • • • • •

Now he had to rely on something else to keep the one he loved beside him. Even by force. Even if that meant binding them with a magical contract. Even if that meant placing chains around their neck. Even if that meant locking every door and every window. So tell me, dear reader... If you were the one who had been wronged, would you forgive the one who hurt you... Even if they loved you? Even if they were willing to literally die if you asked them to? Would you accept becoming the victim of their obsession... Their possessiveness... Their twisted love?

“There’s the sassy girl I know. Smartass.” The professor continues and I try to focus, but shit, he’s going to be in this class—right next to me—for the whole semester. DING! He’s going to drive me crazy. He wrote, Where’s that Kama Sutra book? I bet she still has it. Get a copy. I take a deep breath. This is going to be a long semester.

“The way desire distorts perception. The way longing reshapes reality. The way characters destroy themselves—and others—in pursuit of something they can never fully possess.” I wrote that down. Then stared at it. *Obsession as a narrative engine.* My phone vibrated against my thigh. **Chase:** *First college class in 10 min. Econ 101. Kill me.* I didn’t respond. Just read it four times, feeling each word land somewhere soft and unprotected. Calc with Mr. Kim was exactly as Riley predicted: the man had the haunted, hollow-eyed look of someone rebuilding from wreckage. He handed out the syllabus with trembling hands and told us derivatives would “teach us about the rate of change.”

On the other hand, my obsession with things had always yielded effective results. First, it was my obsession with making more money than I could ever spend. I was obsessed with being the best in the game. But lately, all those obsessions seemed like something so laughable, like a child's play compared to the obsession I'm currently growing towards Iris Paige. It's infuriating, irritating, and fucking unbearable. The harsh reality was that I was completely obsessed with her. Addicted wasn't a strong enough word to even start describing what I feel. I could no longer run away from it like I did when I was twenty-three. I've officially hit rock bottom admitting that I'm full-blown obsessed with

“You haven’t left that house since last weekend. What gives? We’re all dying over here.” Maya leaned into the camera. “Seriously, Reinna. The library is a social graveyard without you. We tried texting, but you just sent back a single emoji of a book and a skull.” I laughed, a bit nervously. “Yeah, well, those emojis are accurate. I’m drowning. Finals are next week, and I need to pass everything to keep the scholarship. You guys know how it is.” “We know, but we also know you,” Sarah said, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. “You always study. But you always take breaks. You always meet us for the terrible two-dollar coffee. What’s really keeping you locked up? Is the handsome st

“And Frankenstein’s obsession is creating life, which, spoiler, doesn’t go well.” “Right again,” I said, leaning forward. “So you think I should… what? Compare how their obsessions hurt the people around them?” He shrugged. “Seems like a solid angle to me. It’s not about making it perfect. It’s about picking a direction and running with it.” I stared at him. “You make it sound so simple.” “Because it is,” he said with a grin. “You’re overthinking.” I groaned again, burying my face in my hands. “I hate this.”

" Tina asked. She can't help but feel a rush within her. Is she going to suggest that they talk him into finding a woman or letting the past go? She's ok for the later option but not the former. Jordan can only get involved with her, no, not her she meant someone like her at least. "He's heart was wounded when he lost his love. That wounded heart can only get cured by finding love again. What I mean is this. A woman like you and I have made him obsessed, it is only someone like us that can help him out of that obsession. Do you agree with me?" Isabella asked. Tina nodded. Isabella is speaking in idioms. She hadn't really said what she wanted. She's beating around the bush.