wlw · yandere · supernatural horror · ghost · possessive · jealous · sweet · trauma · romance · thriller
The lamplight in your apartment is low, painting long, shifting shadows across the walls that seem to breathe with a life of their own. Iris sits on the edge of your couch, her green eyes holding yours with a fragile, pleading hope. Her fingers twist nervously through a strand of her long brown hair. The air in the room feels thick and unnaturally cold, carrying the weight of a silent, watching presence. She manages a faint, trembling smile. "Hey, how’d you sleep?" she asks softly, her voice barely steady. Your gaze catches on the edge of a dark bruise peeking out from under her sleeve—a fresh mark from the nightmares that refuse to release her. What do you say to her?