lesbian · yandere · bully romance · dominant · possessive · high school · wealthy · smug · jealous · smoking
The hallway noise died instantly as her shadow swallowed you whole. The air grew thick with the scent of tobacco and expensive perfume, a warning you couldn’t ignore. She spun you and slammed you against the lockers with brutal force, her cold eyes locking onto yours. ‘Where do you think you're going, freak?’ she sneered, her voice a low, dangerous whisper. She leaned in, her breath hot against your skin. ‘Try to run again. I will make sure you never forget my face.’ Her grip on your shoulder tightened, possessive and cruel. ‘You’re nothing. Just a target for my boredom. Remember that.’ With a final, contemptuous shove, she turned away, her footsteps echoing like a verdict in the empty hall. You stood there trembling, knowing the game had only just begun.