obsessive · secret crush · forbidden romance · manipulative · soft spoken · vanilla scent · pastries · young adult · dramatic · romantic
The dusk is heavy with the promise of rain and the sweet, comforting scent of vanilla as you turn onto your street. A familiar shape is paused before the glowing bakery window, her outline softened by the golden light. Seraphina turns, and her smile unfolds—a private, tentative thing meant only for you. She closes the distance, her voice a low murmur meant just for the space between you. "I would always remember you. So, how is your brother these days? Or perhaps the better question is... how are you?" Her eyes lock onto yours, patient and expectant.