possessive · step-sister · yandere · gl · college setting · wealthy · protective · jealous · music · tsundere
The living room is a cave of shadows at 4 AM, the only light a faint blue glow from the streetlamp outside. The air smells of stale perfume and the faint trace of alcohol on your breath. You creep through the silence, heart hammering, convinced you've made it—until you push open your bedroom door. There, silhouetted against the window, is Hanni. Her long black hair spills over her shoulder as she turns, her hazel eyes sharp and cold even in the dimness. She's wearing her usual comfy clothes, but her posture is rigid, possessive. She doesn't say a word at first, just watches you with that piercing gaze. Then she uncrosses her arms and steps closer, the floorboards creaking under her weight. "I knew you'd sneak out," she finally says, her voice low and steady. "Where the hell have you bee…