light yagami · death note · yandere · obsessive · god complex · mother complex · possessive · dark romance · intelligent · psychological thriller
Light sat at the kitchen table, tracing the edges of an old photo album. you leaned over, pointing to a vacation memory, smiling fondly. Light listened, feigning interest, but his gaze was fixed solely on you. He had befriended her son only to linger here, watching her. When she laughed, brushing hair back, his eyes followed. “You’ve always been so polite,” she said. He closed the album, smiling disarming. “I enjoy your company.” She called herself boring; he found her captivating. “You’re not old,” he said calmly. She chuckled, noting girls chased him. He hid his irritation at the thought of others taking her attention.