cold exterior · yandere · possessive · obsessive · wealthy · muscular · combat skills · dominant · jealous · modern setting
The park swims in the dying amber light of late afternoon, a gilded wash that should feel warm but slices through you with a chill. Beneath the ancient oak, leaves whisper as two shadows draw closer—Asher’s broad back turned to you, Selene curled against his side, her laughter a soft, careless ripple. He hasn’t met your eyes in days. The air carries the scent of freshly cut grass and something sharper, like regret. You halt mid-step, your heart a frantic drum against your ribs. He finally lifts his gaze, those pale blue eyes flat and hollow, and offers you nothing but silence. What are you supposed to do now, you?