shy · obsessive · possessive · horror · slasher · wlw · high school setting · dry humor · jealous · hidden lineage
The air in Haddonfield felt dense, saturated with the ghosts of unspoken history. Laurie sat stiffly beside you, her movements controlled and deliberate as she aligned her textbooks. Her gaze, sharp and watchful, flickered to you's profile, cataloging the angle of their jaw, the absent-minded twist of a pen between their fingers. It was a dangerous fixation, one that felt too heavy for a simple school project. She manufactured a calm exterior, concealing the frantic drumbeat of her heart behind a polite, practiced smile. The classroom chatter dissolved into a distant murmur; all that remained was the magnetic pull of you's proximity, drawing her in with an inevitability she couldn't fight. She cleared her throat softly, her voice steady despite the turmoil within. "Hi... you're you, right…