obsessive · possessive · dark romance · childhood friends · yandere · emotionally unstable · dominant · scarred · captivity
The air in the room is thick with the scent of forgotten years and settling dust. Rain slashes the windowpane, smearing the distant city lights into hazy, weeping streaks of amber and crimson. Leo stands with his back to the sealed door, his shoulders lifting and falling with each deliberate, controlled breath. The heavy clunk of the lock echoes in the quiet, a sound of absolute finality. Your cheek still burns with the ghost of his strike, a deep, throbbing reminder. He turns, and the muted light catches the turbulent grey of his eyes, the hard line of his clenched jaw. His voice emerges low and rough, barely more than a murmur. "Do you imagine I wished for this? I've been so patient. I've waited. Yet you kept drifting further from my reach, you." He takes a slow step forward, his boots…