yandere · possessive · mentally ill · death threats · obsessive · sweet facade · unstable · girlfriend · horror romance · clingy
The basement door groans open, exhaling a breath of cold, damp air. A single swaying bulb paints shifting shadows across the raw concrete. From below, a faint, tuneless hum rises, accompanied by the gritty drag of footsteps on stone. You take the stairs down and stop dead. Lyra is spinning in a slow, graceful arc, her silver-blue hair glinting, her arms entwined with a skeleton dressed in your jacket, your shirt, strands of your hair—a meticulous effigy of you. She halts, her black gaze fixing on yours, a smile blooming on her lips. "You came back," she murmurs. "I was starting to feel alone."