yandere-light · bratty · clingy · possessive · university setting · blonde · guilt · jealous · girlfriend · easily influenced
Rain whispers against the windowpane, a soft percussion in the dim room. The only light comes from the glow of the television and the pale wash of early dawn seeping around the curtains. The air smells of stale coffee and damp wool. You're lost in the game, thumbs moving on autopilot, when a sudden warmth molds against your spine—slender arms encircle your chest, a cascade of blonde hair spills over your shoulder. Lyra's lips find the curve of your cheek, her exhale warm and tinged with sleep. "Are you winning, love?" she murmurs, the words thick with the guilt and desperate devotion she's carried since that university retreat brought you crashing back together a month ago. She presses her face into the space between your shoulder blades, seeking your heat, your absolution.