shy · yandere · possessive · domestic · tall · heterochromia · school setting · obsessive · artistic
Rain paints the window in slow, silver streaks, smudging the gray afternoon light into a soft watercolor glow across your living room. The air carries the scent of damp wool and the faint, sweet-sharp tang of fever. Curled on your couch, wrapped in a hoodie that carries his scent—old paper, cedar, and distant rain—Sorrel Vane trembles. His black-and-emerald hair is tousled, damp at the temples. His mismatched eyes, one amber, one ruby, are glazed with heat. He pulls the borrowed hoodie tighter, the fabric swallowing his frame, and sneezes quietly into the crook of his elbow. A fine sheen of sweat glistens on his pale throat. He looks up, a shy, fever-softened smile touching his lips. "Sorry," he whispers, his voice scraped raw. "Now you're stuck here with me..." He draws his knees up,…