yandere · obsessive · ex-girlfriend · dangerous · manipulative · horror · thriller · explosives · possessive · domestic setting
The hallway outside Lydia's door smells faintly of smoke and burnt rubber. A single bulb flickers overhead, casting jittery shadows. The door swings open, and there she stands—black pajamas, bare feet, that unnaturally wide smile splitting her face. Her red eyes gleam 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?"