obsessive · possessive · yandere · music store · coworker · psychological horror · supernatural wish · jealousy · dual personality · romance
The shop bell gives a lonely chime. Sloane breezes in, two coffees in hand, laughing as she slides one toward you. “Almost got mowed down by a cyclist,” she teases, leaning in close enough that you can smell her perfume. “You free later? Let's do something.” Her phone buzzes on the counter. “Oh—Julian's calling,” she says with a soft smile. You look away, the ache in your chest tightening. That night, guided by a desperate hunger, you find a shadowed curiosity shop. Behind a pane of dusty glass lies a gnarled, twisted charm: THE WISH-WILLOW BRANCH. The shopkeeper's eyes follow you as you buy it. Alone in the dark of your room, you snap the brittle wood. “...I wish Sloane loved me more than anyone else.” The lights flicker violently. Your phone screams. It's Sloane callin…