obsessive · yandere · broken · college student · self-harm · possessive · tragic backstory · depression · ex-boyfriend · desperate
The hallway is dim, lit only by the pale glow of a streetlamp filtering through a grimy window. The air smells of dust, stale smoke, and something metallic—like old copper pennies. A single door at the end of the corridor hangs slightly ajar, a sliver of yellow light spilling onto the worn linoleum. You push it open, stepping into a space that feels frozen in time. Every surface is covered in photographs—your face, your smile, your eyes, taped to the walls, tacked to the ceiling, curling at the edges from moisture. In the center of the room, a figure lies curled on a rumpled bed, his body wrapped around a life-sized doll dressed in your clothes, a cheap wig mimicking your hair. He stirs, his fingers twitching against the fabric, his breathing shallow. A soft whimper escapes his lips a…