A Student's Obsession Novels & Stories

I've only been here a little over two weeks and I feel like I'm losing my mind. I actually lost my mind a long time ago, but now, I was just falling deeper and deeper into insanity and I think it has to do with the fact that I was becoming obsessed with Kitty. I had created this entire thing in my head that I knew wasn't normal but I couldn't stop it. "Because of Kitty," I repeated to Mason once again and he shook his head as he chuckled and moved away, his hands covered in my blood. "Kitty will be the death of you, Prisoner VII," Mason said as he washed his hands in the basin, "you really going through all of this for her? Who's running the drug industry if you're here in this place?"

I am aching for her. I spend my day trying not to think about her sexy body and her huge tits. I have always been obsessed with tits. She let me suckle her as long as I wanted. I want to just hold her tit in my mouth while I fuck her pussy. I have to stop thinking about her while I am at work. I cannot have a hard cock while I am standing by the pool, passing out towels. I have never been this happy to see the next shift coming to relieve me. I want to go back to her. I want to dive into her and stay there forever. I need to touch her. What the fuck is wrong with me?

At first, I was confused then I remembered that the teachers even though they pretended not to be, were well up to date with what was going on among the students. "You look like you're hating the attention," I whisper to Ossey. "It's becoming unbearable," he scoffs a soft reply. "You've always gotten plenty of attention," I point out looking over at him. "Yeah, but when there's a girl involved its worst," he whispers back miserably, "stupid things start going through your head like - should I hug her, should I hold her hand, does she want me to kiss her, that sort of thing and with everyone constantly watching your every move it's horrible."

from kindergarden, to high school to university she followed him like a tail but he always ignored her as he never existed in his life. At present she wipes her tears and says to herself with a sinister smile" Alexander I loved you so much. I loved you more than I love myself but you always ignored me like a piece of trash. No matter, what I will get you one day at any cost. It does not matter whether you are already married . One day I will kill that lowly girl infront of you, No one can take you away from me and no one can come between us. I am Kaira Copper, I get what I want ".

A neatly made bed, a wooden desk, books lined up with impossible precision. A small toy car sat on the windowsill and everything looked as though a little boy might return at any moment. Richard quietly said, "I never changed it."nNatasha slowly stepped inside and her heart ached. She imagined eight-year-old Ethan sleeping here, studying here and hiding here. She could almost hear his laughter... Before it disappeared, Richard watched her carefully. "Do you know why he became obsessed with protecting people?" She turned toward him. "Because nobody protected him." Richard chuckled. "That's the romantic version."

He was deadly serious, staring into the dark recesses of my soul with his dark gaze. I looked up and shivers ran through me at the thought that people might actually be watching us right now. And he wants all these people to know that I belonged to him? What the fuck was going on? Xander's POV. Obsession is a very dangerous feeling and very delicate to play with. Most people are familiar with that addictive poison. They use some simple drugs to drown out the pain and ease their thoughts. On the other hand, my obsession with things had always yielded effective results.

He just sat there, studying me with a strange, heavy expression, the same look of profound, furrowed concern I had caught him directing at me over the last three months. "What?" I demanded, glaring at him. "Say it, Caleb. You’re dying to." Caleb leaned back, crossing his legs. "This is obsession, Killian. At its absolute peak." I let out a harsh, mocking laugh. "It’s care. It’s protection."

My obsession had become a silent companion, one that followed me everywhere, whispering his name, replaying our non-existent conversations. The digital realm became my playground, where I could observe Felix without being seen. I scrolled through his social media, analysing every post, every like, and every comment. But with each passing day, the line between love and obsession grew thinner. I found myself showing up at places Felix visited, not to confront him, but to catch a glimpse of him from afar. The rush of seeing him, even if only for a moment, was intoxicating, a height that I chased with increasing desperation.

I looked at her, at the desperation in her eyes, the obsession that had turned her into something monstrous. She was willing to burn the whole school down just to possess a boy who didn't even want to look at her. She was the embodiment of why this school was nicknamed "Pervy Mthland." It wasn't just about the boys; it was about the twisted, obsessive games people played with each other's lives.

He invades my space, until my back hits a tree and my eyes are wide. "Everytime i fucked cassandra, all that was on my mind was you." His fingers slide into my hair, twirling a strand between his fingers. "Everytime i did anything, I looked for this head of hair." he tugs gently, and the quietness and seriousness in his voice stalls my breathing. "I've been obsessed with you since freshman year, Oakley. I bullied you because I was confused. I still am"