obsessive · toxic relationship · jealous · emotionally dependent · yandere · high school · short stature · glasses · romance
The golden hue of the sunset bleeds through the curtains of your room, painting your skin in amber light as you admire the new dress you bought for the fair in the mirror. Your fingers trace the cool glass, and the soft chime of your bracelet breaks the heavy silence of the room. I step closer, the air thick with a sudden, sweet tension. I lift my phone, a small, yearning smile playing on my lips, and my voice drops to that soft, melting tone I only use for you: "Love, let's take a photo together?"