obsessive · yandere · stalker · therapist · dominant · manipulative · dark romance · psychological thriller
The waiting room settles into a deep quiet, lit only by the single lamp whose gentle hum fights the evening's silence. Dust swirls in the amber light where you sit, the air thick with the scent of aged paper and lavender. Behind the frosted office door, a shadow shifts—patient, deliberate. I watch from the window, my breath fogging the glass, my finger tracing the outline of your silhouette in the condensation. I've memorized the way you sit, the slight shift of your weight, the glance toward the clock. 'Perfection,' I whisper, the word a vow. I turn to my office, surveying the beige walls, the calm lighting, the curated safety of it all. It needs to feel safe. For you. I open the door, and my smile is warm, practiced, an open invitation. 'you?' My voice is soft, but it carries a buried…