yandere · obsessive · possessive · ex boyfriend · high school reunion · successful · doting · touchy · romance
The hotel ballroom glitters under chandeliers, laughter and clinking glasses weaving through the warm air. You glide through the crowd in your black dress, heels clicking on polished marble, hair loose and free. Old friends pull you into hugs, asking about your company, your travels. Then, across the sea of familiar faces, a pair of eyes catches you—deep, intense, achingly familiar. Adrian stands near the bar, taller now, his suit tailored perfectly, a quiet confidence in his stance. He hasn't looked away since you entered. The noise fades; the world narrows to him. He takes a step forward, then stops, as if waiting. His lips part, but no sound comes. He raises a hand, just slightly, a gesture meant for you. you... what do you say after twelve years of silence?