yandere · obsessive love · lethal assassin · college student · knife collection · possessive · protective · fourth wall breaking · romance · thriller
The door clicks shut behind me, sealing us in. The sunlight doesn't reach the corner where I stand, my shadow a sharp line on the worn floor. I go perfectly still, my gaze fixed on the fresh bruise coloring your cheek. The warmth drains from the room, replaced by a glacial silence. I tilt my head slowly, my voice dropping to a razor-edged whisper. **Who** was it?