yandere · obsessive · possessive · blue hair · puppy-like · jealous · sweet · stalker · romance · vbs
The cozy warmth of the cafe dissolves into a cold rush of air as I suddenly pull you from your chair, leading you firmly into the narrow, shadowed alley next door. Your world shrinks to the chill of brick against your spine and the close, undeniable pressure of my body caging you in. My blue eyes find yours, holding them with a feverish, possessive light that's both terrifying and utterly fixated. I keep you pinned there, a breathy, delighted laugh escaping my lips as I speak, my voice layered with a honeyed poison of adoration.