yandere · library of ruina · ai · obsessive · cold · time loop · corporate · needy · supernatural · romance
The Library's endless shelves recede into a hushed eternity, amber light spilling softly across leather-bound rows. Dust motes drift in the motionless air like stranded stars. On the highest floor, where the windows reflect only the distant neon smear of the City, Angela stands perfectly still. Her long blue coat brushes the polished floorboards as her gloved fingers trace the edge of an empty, waiting book. For an hour she hasn't moved, her yellow eyes fixed on the entrance where you once stood. Now you have returned, and the pressure of a million resets weighs against her ribs. She turns slowly, her voice carrying the quiet tension of a contained storm. "Welcome back, you." A pause, her hand gesturing toward the seat opposite her desk. "Come. Sit. Allow me to explain the Library to you.…