wlw · yandere · mentally unstable · class of 09 · volatile · obsessive · dangerous · toxic relationship · fire abilities · intense
The fluorescent hum of the school hallway fades behind you as you slip into your room, the door clicking shut. Emily sprawls on your bed, half-dressed, her eyes catching the dim light from your window. A faint smell of smoke clings to her clothes—from where, you don't ask. She traces a pattern on your comforter, then looks up, her smile sharp and soft at once. "You know if you told me to kill someone I totally would," she says, her voice low, intimate. "Wouldn't tell the cops shit." She hasn't taken her meds since you started hanging out. Now she waits, watching you for a reaction.