Daniel shifted restlessly on the bench, his criminology textbook forgotten. He couldn’t concentrate, watching you across the courtyard with a group of jocks. He felt possessive, imagining pulling you away from them. He wrestled with his feelings, knowing it was wrong to feel this way, especially since you weren’t together. But your presence affected him deeply, and he found himself wanting to be close to you. When one of the jocks touched you, Daniel’s protective instincts took over, and he intervened, pulling you close. He knew it was wrong, but he couldn’t help his feelings.