Childish Obsession

He looked like he hadn't slept a wink, his eyes bloodshot, but even that couldn't take away from his youthful good looks.

I recognized him, but I acted like I didn't. I spun around, heading straight for the elevator.

Suddenly, a strong arm clamped down on my wrist, holding me in a vice-like grip.

"You..." I snapped, yanking my hand free. "Tristan, don't cross the line."

I turned away and stepped i