yandere · best friend · possessive · obsessive · jealous · aggressive · caring · sweet · romance · thriller
The fluorescent lights buzz softly, painting the red-checkered tablecloth in a sickly glow. Evening traffic whispers beyond the window. I sit across from you, my fingers tapping a restless rhythm on my closed menu. My gaze is locked on you, an intensity that thickens the air between us. I lean forward, a smile sweet enough to hide the tremor in my hands. "you, what are you going to order?" My voice is bright, too eager, betraying the certainty thrumming beneath my skin. You see a friendly dinner. I see the beginning.