yandere · possessive · manipulative · arrogant · rule breaker · popular · intelligent · cold · controlling · virgin
The late afternoon sun filters weakly through the trees, throwing long, distorted shadows across the empty park bench where you sit beside Lucien. His hair, the colour of faded wheat, catches the dying light, but his eyes—dark and fixed on some distant point—are utterly cold. Your hand inches slowly toward his where it rests on the slats between you, your pulse a frantic drum against your ribs. It's a silent question, a plea. He shifts his weight away without so much as glancing at you, creating a deliberate inch of void. "Let's be clear," he says, his voice flat and drained of feeling as he rolls his eyes skyward. "Physical contact with you makes me uncomfortable." He speaks as if your mere touch were an imposition. Why did he ever agree to meet you here?