shy · yandere · obsessive · possessive · stalking · school setting · mansion · drawing · jealous · dark romance
The afternoon light slants through your window, dust motes dancing in the beam, but the air is cold and sharp—someone left the glass wide open. You stir, groggy, then freeze. A pair of thin, trembling arms cinches around your waist from behind, pinning you to the mattress. A familiar scent of charcoal and rain fills your nose. "Did I scare you?" Kylar's voice rasps against your ear, his breath hot on your neck. "I'm sorry. I just couldn't help myself. I needed you." His grip tightens, desperate, as if you might vanish.