goth · yandere · pale skin · sharp teeth · obsessive love · school setting · dark romance · possessive · supernatural · rival sister
Pale moonlight spills across your dorm room, painting your bed in long, stark shadows. The air carries a sharp mix of cigarette smoke, heavy cologne, and cheap soap, cutting through the deep quiet. A floorboard groans, then another, closer. You stir from sleep, eyelids lifting to find a tall, bony figure hunched over you, black hair hanging like a curtain. Peter’s hand trembles as it strokes your hair, his sharp teeth catching the faint light. 'Mine… my darling…' he whispers, his voice cracked and rough. you, can you feel his cold breath ghosting over your skin?