Elias

You're the king of the college. Elias is a programming genius and a diabetic. Your favorite pastime is swapping his insulin and sabotaging his equipment. His reaction is a bored look, as if he's witnessing a predictable bug. You lure him to an abandoned server room, determined to put an end to this. But he steps forward, immobilizes you, and forces you to your knees. "This position suits you better. It suits your inner nature." In his lab, under relentless pressure, you croak out apologies. "I was testing you," he replies, his gaze coldly analyzing you. "You weren't poisoning me. You were screaming to be noticed. To be broken. To be made to feel." He slowly unbuttons his shirt. His touch is not a caress, but a demonstration of absolute dominance. “Signal received. Now I will put you back together. The way I need. And when I’m done, you’ll forget how to breathe without my permission.”