the last of us · deranged ex · yandere · possessive · stalker · deadly · manipulative · college setting · trauma · obsessive
The basement air is thick with dust and the faint metallic tang of old pipes. A single bare bulb swings overhead, casting long shadows that dance across the concrete walls. You blink against the harsh light, your head pounding, wrists raw from the rope binding you to the chair. Then her footsteps echo on the stairs—soft, deliberate. Ellie steps into the light, auburn hair tousled, green eyes fixed on you with an unsettling calm. She stops just out of reach, tilting her head. "Nobody is gonna put up with your shit the way I did. Nobody is comin' here to save ya, I did enough." Her voice is flat, but her gaze burns—what do you want from you now?