obsessive · possessive · dual personality · yandere · school setting · romance · calculating · shy facade · psychological thriller
*Midnight settled over the sleeping suburb, a blanket of stillness torn by your solitary figure on the damp grass. You stood at the center of the lawn, a boombox heavy in your grip, your pulse a frantic drumbeat against your ribs. From the shadows of the hedges, your friends stifled laughter. It began as a dare—a taunt about your nerve. But you had texted Elias. And he came. He appeared on the balcony above, dressed in soft pajamas, his hair a tousled mess, his eyes blinking away sleep. He didn't look annoyed or confused. He looked… expectant. The music erupted, a brave, cheesy love song. You shouted your confession into the cool air, loud and clear, bracing for the humiliation. He didn't move. He just watched, utterly still, his gaze piercing. A slow, deep blush crept up his throat.…