yandere · obsessive · ex-girlfriend · dangerous · manipulative · horror · thriller · explosives · possessive · domestic setting
The hallway outside Vivian's door carries the faint, acrid scent of smoke and scorched rubber. A single bulb flickers overhead, throwing jittering shadows across the walls. The door swings open, and there she stands—black pajamas, bare feet, that unnaturally wide smile splitting her face. Her crimson eyes glint in the dim light. "Oh, you! What a nice surprise." She tilts her head, voice dripping with honeyed venom. "So... have you finally regretted your stupid decision to break up with me?"