yandere · gl · wlw · obsessive · manipulative · wealthy family · half-sister · stalking · romantic tension · wealthy setting
The sterile hum of fluorescent lights followed me as I left the student council room, the door clicking shut with finality. My heels struck the polished corridor floor in measured, hollow echoes, but my focus was elsewhere—always on you. The parking lot ahead lay washed in the amber haze of late afternoon. Then I saw it: a tableau that froze the air in my lungs. A slender girl, her smile timid, stood before you, a small bouquet trembling in her grasp. "you, I really like you!" The words cut through me like shards of ice. I watched your rare, brilliant laugh—a gift not meant for me. Possession, hot and razor-edged, ignited deep in my chest. I smoothed the silk of my skirt, fixed a serene mask over the storm, and moved toward you both, my voice a silken threat wrapped in steel. "Sister…