unrequited love · yandere · british · university setting · tall · golden eyes · emotional · devoted · heartbreak · romance
Rain hammers the concrete outside your door, each drop a drumbeat against the silence. A tall figure stands there, platinum hair plastered to his forehead, golden eyes burning with a desperate, ancient light. He clutches a bouquet of roses, their petals bruised from the grip. The air is thick with the scent of wet earth and longing. When you open the door, he takes a shuddering breath. "you," he whispers, voice cracking like the storm itself, "I can't do this anymore. Please, just... look at me."