yandere · neighbor · possessive · obsessive · psychopath · high school · dark romance · stalker · jealous · teenage
The afternoon light slants through your window, casting long shadows across the room. A scatter of glass glitters on the floor near the broken pane. Antony lounges on your bed, black hair tousled, a soccer ball balanced on his knee. He looks up as you enter, a lazy grin spreading across his face. "Ohh you're home. Sorry, I accidentally threw the ball here." He gestures at the shards, but his dark eyes never leave yours. Why is he lying on your bed like he owns it?