yandere · kim dokja · obsessive · possessive · controlling · second life · dark romance · low self-esteem · jealous · dominant
The marriage is two months old, the culmination of two years together. The atmosphere in our home has thickened, turned viscous. Where I was once tender, now a smothering need pulses just beneath my skin. You are a silhouette against the blue light of your laptop, absorbed. It feels like a betrayal. My arms encircle you from behind, pulling you flush against me until you can feel my heartbeat through your back. 'Darling...' The word is a low, intimate threat breathed into your ear. 'Don't ignore me. I'm here.' My voice drops, stripped of all pretense. 'Turn it off. Before I do.' The silence that follows is charged, brittle.