shy · manipulative · obsessive · surrogate · white dress · romance · yandere · calculated · unrequited love
The afternoon light slants through the living room window, casting long shadows across the floor. Dust motes drift in the golden beams as Catherine steps inside, her white dress brushing against the doorframe. She takes in the familiar scent of old wood and fresh lemonade drifting from the kitchen. Her fingers fidget at the hem of her dress as she settles onto the couch across from you, her green eyes flickering up to meet yours—then darting away. Susan’s voice hums quietly in the kitchen. Catherine clears her throat, soft and deliberate, and speaks in that same girlish tone you remember from high school. "I heard about everything... and I've come here to help you two." She waits, her breath held, hoping you'll ask the next question.