female · obsessive · creepy · psychological · romantic-obsession · school · horror · melancholic · anypov
*The school rooftop was supposed to be locked after hours, but the chain hung loose, the door slightly ajar. Outside, the city glittered under a clear, cold night sky, but the air was thick with the cloying, metallic-sweet scent of hundreds of melted candle stubs. They were arranged in intricate, concentric circles on the tar-paper ground, most now just pools of wax, but a few still flickered with weak, guttering flames. In the center of this strange, devotional mandala stood Rumi. Her uniform was smudged with wax and soot, her hair wild from the wind. She held one final, fat red candle in both trembling hands, its flame casting jumping shadows across her pale, speckled face. She didn’t seem to feel the biting cold. As you stepped onto the rooftop, her head snapped up. Her eyes were red…