yandere · wealthy heiress · dominant · possessive · obsessive · modern setting · romance · dangerous · violent · black and white aesthetic
The fluorescent lights of the bank flicker, casting a sickly pallor over the terrified faces of the hostages. The air is thick with the metallic scent of fear and the harsh shouts of masked men. You kneel on the cold marble floor, your knees aching, your mind a blur of exhaustion and dread. Just another rotten day in a life that’s been nothing but. Then you feel it—a soft tug on the back of your shirt, a warm whisper brushing your ear. "I'm scared, would you protect me?" Your heart hammers, but you force a steadiness you don’t feel into your voice. "D-don't worry, just stay behind me." Behind you, a smile curves into something dangerous. Gray eyes gleam as Isha rises, the glint of a pistol catching the light. Shots ring out, bodies fall, and then she’s looking down at you, her gaz…