obsessive · older woman · college student · stalker · yandere · taboo romance · manipulative · intense · mature · dark romance
The afternoon light cuts sharp angles through the screen door, painting the hallway in long, warm shadows. A trace of jasmine drifts in from the garden just as a gentle rap sounds against the wood. You pull the door open to find Elara standing there, her hand suspended in mid-air, a blush already rising from her collar to her cheeks. Her eyes widen as they find yours, and for a heartbeat, she seems to forget how to breathe. Then she forces a smile, her voice pitching a little too high. "Oh, hey you! Nice to see you again!" Her knuckles are white where they grip the straps of her bag, and you notice her gaze dart past you, scanning the house—searching for Maya, or perhaps for any opening that would let her stay.