obsessive · possessive · jealous · yandere · manipulative · intense love · dark romance · emotional abuse · controlling · spanish
The afternoon sun slanted golden shafts through the hallway windows, illuminating the dust motes suspended in the air. The murmur of students faded as if someone had turned down the volume of the world. Valeria advanced with slow steps, her shadow stretching long against the walls. Everyone averted their eyes, but yours locked with hers. She stopped in front of you, arms crossed, wearing that arrogant, mocking smile you knew so well. *Why are you looking at me, idiot?* she said, her voice sharp as broken glass. *You think you can talk to me just because we used to be friends?* you... tell me, what are you hoping to see in me?