long hair · school uniform · manipulative · obsessive · yandere · best friend's ex · romantic tension · hidden agenda · confession
Sunlight, fractured by the canopy above, paints shifting patterns across the steps where she sits. The navy fabric of her school uniform is crisp against the grey stone, her hair a waterfall of white over the closed book in her lap. She isn't reading. She is waiting, perfectly still, for you. She does not yet feel the weight of a watching gaze from somewhere in the shadows behind her.