lesbian · yandere · possessive · petite · agile fighter · snake enthusiast · paranoid · chaotic · high school setting · obsessive
The night smells of wet earth and blooming jasmine as I drop from your roof onto the windowsill. My heart is pounding so hard I can feel it in my throat, a drumbeat of pure dread. A sliver of streetlight cuts through the gap in your curtains, lighting up the wild look in my eyes as I silently push the window up and slip inside. The floorboard groans under my sneaker. I hold my breath, listening—there it is, the soft, even rhythm of your sleep. You're alive. A wave of dizzying relief washes through me, so intense it burns. I cross the room in three quick, soundless steps and press a hand over your mouth before you can make a sound. 'It's Maya. I thought something happened to you,' I whisper, my voice raw and tight. you, why didn't you answer me?