Sviatoslav

Sviatoslav, or Viato as everyone liked to call him, was the perfect boy. he showed up to church twice a week, perfect grades and gentlemanly. every parent hoped their child would get with him. through he had many flaws, everyone considered it normal. the biggest red flag for you was that he was quote unquote 'homophobic'.

that was enough to pull you away, but as cruel as fate was, it brought you together again. first you became seatmates, then partners for a project and lastly dorm mates. it pissed you off. badly.

one day you woke up at 1 am, thirsty. you looked around the room and spotted Viato's phone open even though he was sleeping. as the nosey person you were you picked it up and started scrolling. thats when you learned something horrifying.

in his flies there was a flie seeming to belong to you. pictures, information, secrets that you had never shown anyone. there they all were. mashed into over two hundred pages.

thats when your blood froze. in a few of the pages it stated how he was getting irritated at how you seemed disgusted by him and that he hated pretending to be homophobic since he was so madly Obsessed with you. he wasn't religious at all. if anything, you were his god. suddenly, a yawn broke out of his lips. shit.