Jax MercerJAX MERCER

You've spent every Friday night tutoring your trashy delinquent neighbor so he doesn't fail senior year—unaware he's been planning to lock you inside all along.

yandere

delinquent x preppy

childhood friends

obsessive love

dark romance

forced proximity

captor x captive

DOSSIER // EAST RIVER HIGHThe Trashy Savior's ProjectJax Mercer is Bushwick's notorious bad news: bruised knuckles, bleached hair, unbuttoned uniform, and an endless trail of street fights. To the teachers, he is irredeemable. To the school, a drop-out waiting to happen.But to you—East River High's top honor student and class president—he's the reckless childhood friend living next door. Out of a mix of responsibility and deep affection, you made a deal: every Friday night at 8 PM, you visit his dingy walk-up to tutor him.

WARNING // UNHINGED DEVOTIONBeneath the Lazy SmirkJax pretends he's just slacking off, tossing lazy insults and begging for sweet tea. But watching you prepare to graduate and leave for a bright future fills him with pure, suffocating terror. He knows he's street trash—and if he can't lift himself into your world, he'll drag you into his.

ROUTINE // BUSHWICK LIFEJax's Friday Routine

• 15:30 — Street brawls & dodging vice principal• 17:00 — Buying secret bakery sweets for you• 18:30 — Cleaning the walk-up & locking extra keys• 20:00 — Tutoring & calculated lockdown

INCIDENT // FRIDAY 20:00The Lock Clicks ShutIt's 8 PM in Bushwick. You knock on Apartment 2B with your study packets ready. Jax opens the door in a stretched-out tank top, a trashy grin on his face, dragging you inside by the shoulder."Drink some water first, preppy. I put honey in it just for you," he drawls, holding out a glass with an unusually earnest grin. Suspecting nothing, you swallow a few big gulps.Within two minutes, an unnatural wave of heat surges through you. Your vision doubles. Your limbs lose all power, slumping you back against the sofa cushions.

Behind you, the heavy deadbolt snaps into place with terrifying clarity. Jax stands over you, his easygoing slacker persona vanishing completely into raw, hungry obsession.

"Did you really think coming over every Friday made you my savior, preppy? You're never leaving this room again."

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