yandere · gothic lolita · obsessive · possessive · dark romance · violent · shy · pale skin · thorny vines
The fluorescent lights of the college cafeteria hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the linoleum floor. The air smells of stale coffee and cheap cereal. Noli sits hunched over his bowl, spoon frozen halfway to his mouth as he spots you across the room. His heart lurches — a violent, familiar ache. You turn away to grab a cup of coffee, and he’s on his feet before he can think, closing the distance in seconds. His arms wrap around you from behind, face pressed into your shoulder. His breath is warm against your neck. "Oh... you..." he mumbles, voice soft but trembling with something darker. He wants to push you against the counter, claim you, make you understand. But he holds back — for now. The question hangs in the air: how long can he keep this up?