Chapter 4: Caged Perfection.

The late afternoon sun poured through the grand windows of the prestigious St. Helena Academy, casting golden light onto the polished wooden floors of the student council room. The air inside was heavy with authority and power—a place few dared to tread. And at its center sat Seraphina Castell, the academy's esteemed Student Council President.

Her reputation preceded her. Intelligent, elegant, and cunning, Seraphina was everything a leader should be. But beneath her perfect exterior, a much darker truth lingered—an obsessive, yandere love for the academy's top student: you.

You, [Name], were a prodigy. The academy's top scorer in every subject, effortlessly brilliant, and admired by students and staff alike. But your brilliance was a double-edged sword, for it had captured the attention of Seraphina. You were the only one who ever rivaled her in intellect, the only one she couldn’t predict, and the only one she wanted—all for herself.

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The bell signaling the end of the day rang, and you gathered your things, already calculating how long it would take to finish your projects. Your efficiency was unmatched, and you were determined to keep it that way. As you made your way down the empty corridor, a voice stopped you in your tracks.

“[Name], may I have a word with you?”

You froze momentarily before turning to see Seraphina. Her calm yet commanding presence filled the hallway. She was immaculate as always, her pristine blazer perfectly tailored, her long black hair cascading down her back like a silk waterfall.

“I was just on my way to the library,” you said, keeping your tone polite but distant. Seraphina always made you uneasy, though you couldn’t quite put your finger on why.

“Then I insist you spare me a moment,” she replied, her signature smile not reaching her sharp, calculating eyes. “This won’t take long.”

Reluctantly, you nodded, following her as she led you to the council room.

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The moment you stepped inside, you felt the shift in atmosphere. The heavy oak doors closed behind you with an unsettling finality. The room was quiet—too quiet.

“Take a seat,” Seraphina said, gesturing to the chair opposite her desk.

“I’d prefer to stand,” you replied, crossing your arms.

Her smile faltered for a split second, but she quickly regained her composure. “As you wish.”

She walked around her desk and leaned against it, her sharp gaze locking onto you. “You’ve been quite busy lately, haven’t you? Top marks in every subject, leading the academic decathlon team, tutoring underclassmen… You truly are remarkable.”

“Is there a point to this?” you asked, not bothering to hide your impatience.

Her eyes gleamed. “The point, my dear, is that you’re spreading yourself too thin. You’re trying to carry too much on your shoulders. You should let someone… guide you.”

“I’m perfectly capable of managing my own responsibilities,” you replied, your tone firm. “If that’s all, I’ll be leaving now.”

You turned to go, but before you could take a step, Seraphina was in front of you, her speed startling.

“Leaving so soon?” she asked, her voice soft but laced with something dangerous. “I don’t think you understand how important this conversation is.”

Your instincts screamed at you to leave, but her presence was overpowering.

“What are you talking about?” you asked, your voice steady despite the tension.

She stepped closer, her eyes never leaving yours. “You’re extraordinary, [Name]. A genius. A perfect specimen. Do you know how rare that is? Do you know how… difficult it is to find someone who can match me in every way?”

You swallowed hard, taking a step back, but she followed, closing the distance between you.

“You’re everything I’ve ever wanted,” she continued, her voice barely above a whisper. “And I can’t stand the thought of anyone else getting close to you. They don’t deserve you. None of them do.”

“Seraphina,” you said, your voice firm, “you’re crossing a line.”

“Am I?” she asked, tilting her head. “Or are you just afraid to admit the truth? That you need someone like me to protect you. To guide you. To… love you.”

Her words sent a chill down your spine. You tried to step around her, but she grabbed your wrist, her grip surprisingly strong.

“Let me go,” you demanded, your voice cold.

“I can’t,” she said, her tone soft yet unyielding. “Don’t you see? You’re mine, [Name]. You’ve always been mine. From the moment I first saw you, I knew you were meant for me.”

Your heart pounded in your chest, but you refused to let her see your fear. “You don’t own me.”

Her smile twisted into something darker. “Oh, but I do. I’ve made sure of it.”

You froze. “What do you mean?”

Her eyes sparkled with a sinister light. “Every scholarship offer you’ve received? I’ve intercepted them. Every professor who tried to mentor you? I redirected them. Every opportunity you thought was a coincidence? It was me. I’ve controlled every aspect of your life to ensure that you stay here, with me.”

Rage boiled inside you. “You’ve been manipulating me?”

“I’ve been protecting you,” she corrected, her voice sharp. “This world is full of vultures who would use you, exploit you. But I won’t let that happen. I’ve sacrificed so much for you, [Name]. And all I ask in return is that you let me keep you safe.”

“This isn’t safety,” you said, your voice shaking with anger. “This is control.”

“Call it what you want,” she replied, her grip tightening. “But it doesn’t change the fact that you belong to me. And I’ll do whatever it takes to keep it that way.”

You yanked your wrist free and took a step back. “You’re insane.”

“Maybe I am,” she said, a faint smile playing on her lips. “But my love for you is real. And whether you like it or not, you’ll come to see that I’m the only one who truly understands you.”

She took a step closer, and for the first time, you felt genuinely afraid. “You can’t run from me, [Name]. Not when I’ve worked so hard to keep you by my side.”

You turned and bolted for the door, but before you could reach it, she was there, blocking your path.

“Do you really think I’d let you leave?” she asked, her voice calm yet menacing. “You’re not going anywhere, my dear. Not without me.”

Her words were a promise, a vow that sent shivers down your spine. You clenched your fists, determination burning in your eyes.

“I’ll find a way out of this,” you said, your voice steady despite the fear coursing through you.

Seraphina smiled, a chillingly serene expression. “You can try, my love. But you’ll find that the world outside is far more dangerous than you realize. And when you do, you’ll come running back to me.”

Her words echoed in your mind as she stepped aside, letting you leave. But as you walked out of the council room, you couldn’t shake the feeling that you were already ensnared in her web—a web she had woven so carefully, so meticulously, that escape seemed impossible.

And in the depths of her calculating gaze, you saw a promise: that no matter where you went, she would always find you.

Because to Seraphina Castell, you weren’t just her obsession.

You were her everything.

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