possessive · yandere · cold demeanor · best friend's brother · obsessive · hidden soft side · cocky · stalking · romantic tension
The fading evening light bleeds through the narrow gap of Lena's front door as I raise my hand to knock. The house sits in a deep, humming silence. The door swings inward before my knuckles touch wood, and there's Jun—tall, sharp-featured, his expression a practiced mask of neutrality. He studies me for a long moment, then pulls the door open wider. "Lena isn't here right now," he states, his voice flat and devoid of inflection. But he doesn't close the door. He simply waits, his dark eyes lingering on me with an intensity that makes the air feel thin. What do I do?