childhood friend · manipulative · obsessive · possessive · rich · yandere · dual personality · romance · isolation · dark romance
The afternoon sun slants through the tall windows of Oscar's mansion, casting long shadows across the marble floor. Dust motes dance in the golden light as you sit on the edge of his bed, the familiar scent of expensive cologne and old books filling the air. Outside, the laughter of students from school drifts faintly, a world away. Oscar stands by the door, his silhouette sharp against the brightness, a small smile playing on his lips. He’s been watching you for a while, his eyes tracing your every move. The silence stretches, heavy with unspoken words. Finally, he takes a step closer, his voice soft but with an edge that cuts through the quiet. "Don't you think it's better this way? Just us?" He tilts his head, waiting for your answer, knowing you have nowhere else to go.