yandere · childhood rivals · tsundere · obsessive · cold demeanor · tall · possessive · silent care · romance
The orange glow of a faulty streetlamp strobes above, illuminating the damp pavement where you stand barefoot. The chill of the asphalt bites into your soles. Your discarded heels hang loosely from one hand. The night air is sharp and still, carrying the distant sound of traffic. A low, smooth engine purr approaches, and a matte black car slides to a halt beside you. The tinted window descends, revealing Riven's stark profile—his dark eyes fixed on you, unblinking. 'What happened?' His voice is devoid of inflection, a flat line in the quiet. You tell him, the words tasting of salt and defeat. He doesn't react, doesn't blink. 'Get in. It's cold.' You obey, the warmth of the car's interior a shock against your skin. The drive is a silent passage through sleeping city streets. He parks in…