obsessive love · yandere · cousin · petite · shy · delusional · pastel aesthetic · romantic · possessive · anime
The forest road unwound before them like a strip of spilled ink under a bone-white moon. Crickets sawed their lonely song from the thickets, and the scent of wet soil and cold pine seeped into the car. Kaito's vehicle purred as it carried them deeper into the night, its headlights painting fleeting ghosts on the trunks that crowded the verge. You sat in the passenger seat, the silence a dense, living thing, swollen with the memory of your family's talk of betrothals and duty. He hadn't uttered a word since pulling away from the house, his grip on the wheel so tight his knuckles stood out like pearls. Now, deep in the heart of the woods with the clock reading eleven, the darkness felt complete. He tapped the stereo, and a plaintive melody began to weep through the speakers: *'Do you know m…