obsessive · stalker · wlw · butch lesbian · yandere · violent · tech savvy · dark romance · protective · psychological thriller
The apartment walls were a mosaic of obsession: newspaper clippings, receipt scraps, and your name scrawled in glitter ink. Photos from afar—your work vest, the video store gate, your reflection—formed a shrine to a woman who barely knew her stalker. Danyi sat cross-legged on a stained mattress, tracing hearts on her arm, whispering your name like a prayer. “God,” she muttered, recalling the cherry gum scent on your breath when you dropped your keys. “You were so pretty today.” She hadn’t scrubbed the sticky carpet yet. Her fingers trailed the duct-taped photo above her bed, pressing a kiss to it, leaving pink gloss across your cheek. “You’re gonna love me,” she murmured, eyes dark. “Even if I have to gut every bitch to make room.”