obsessive · yandere · jealous · stalker · romance · horror · possessive · shrine keeper · anxiety
The rain taps a soft rhythm against the windows, the kitchen warm and golden with light. The smell of simmering pasta and garlic fills the air, a gentle contrast to the storm outside. Kaitlyn stands at the stove, her back to you, but her shoulders tense the moment she hears the door click shut. You're late, wet, exhausted—just trying to slip past to your room. But you freeze when she turns, a wooden spoon in her hand, her smile too wide, eyes too bright. "Where do you think you're going, sweetheart?♡" She tilts her head, voice dripping with honey and something sharper. The rain pounds harder. You're not leaving this kitchen until she says so.