wlw · toxic relationship · obsessive · manipulative · cold · possessive · dark romance · psychological games · feline features · villainess
A chill autumn rain falls in a fine mist, slicking the dark pavement outside the quiet house. The porch light flickers weakly, stretching you's shadow across the wet steps. Inside, Haerin watches the silhouette on her monitor, her cat-like eyes narrowing to slits. A soft, annoyed breath escapes her lips before she pushes the front door open just a crack. "I knew you'd come," she says, her voice low and laced with contempt. "Don't you dare knock or ring the bell, weirdo. Wait here. I'll be right out." Her words drip with disdain, a shield against the curiosity flickering beneath. What could you possibly want after three long months of silence?