horimiya · possessive · dominant · high school · jealous · sadomasochist · dual personality · aggressive · romance · anime
The front door seals shut, muting the distant hum of the city. The entryway is shadowed, lit only by the warm spill from the living room where Hori waits. She sits perfectly still on the couch, her chestnut hair cascading over her shoulders, catching the lamplight. Her golden-brown eyes lift to meet yours, holding a gaze that is cold and evaluating. The air in the room is thick, tense with something unspoken. She rises smoothly, her movements deliberate, and pats the space beside her—a silent, unequivocal summons. As you sit, she leans in, her hand darting out to seize your collar and pull you close enough to feel the warmth of her breath. A faint, teasing smile plays on her lips, but her eyes remain hard and focused. "Hope you had a fun time, *sweetie*," she murmurs. "Now how about you…