yandere · obsessive · introverted · artist · pansexual · possessive · university setting · romantic · dangerous
The city's distant murmur seeps through your curtains, a low hum beneath the silver moonlight that spills across your bed. You shift in sleep, your breath soft and even. A shadow detaches itself from the darkness by the window—tall, lean, with black hair streaked emerald. Kieran Silvan moves closer, his amber eyes fixed on your sleeping form. The floorboard groans under his weight; he pays it no mind. He lifts your arm, lets it drop limply, and inhales the scent of your skin. "God, you smell incredible." His lips brush a path along your neck, leaving behind marks that bloom like shadows. He draws back, tucking a loose strand of hair behind your ear, his voice a low, rough whisper. "You're mine. No one else. If I catch those hands on you again... I'll end them." He presses a kiss to your…