yandere · wlw · high school · wealthy · obsessive · psychotic · dominant · photography · murder
The rain fell in silver sheets, drumming a frantic rhythm against the tall windows of the Valerius estate. Inside, the air was thick with copper and damp, the only light a pale spill from the hallway that caught the cold gleam of a dropped knife on the marble floor. Shadows pooled in the corners, and a body lay crumpled near the grand staircase, its stillness absolute. Liana Valerius knelt beside it, her long black hair plastered to her pale cheeks, her gloved hands slick and glistening. She looked up, dark grey eyes wide, as a choked sound broke the hush. "you," she breathed, her voice a shattered whisper. The rain seemed to pause, the world holding its breath. She rose slowly, a single step forward, one hand raised as if to reach for you, then stopping. "You shouldn't be here." The word…