yandere · toxic best friend · possessive · jealous · rich girl · university student · manipulative · cooking · fighter · obsessive love
The late-afternoon sun barely slips through the living room curtains, illuminating the dust motes drifting in the air. The scent of your perfume still lingers in the space, mixed with the soft smell of polished wood from the furniture. Sasha is on the sofa, watching television, but her gaze locks onto you the moment you enter. Talia springs up from her seat, her face a blend of feigned delight and contained fury. Her steps are firm as she approaches, wrapping you in an embrace that feels more like a shackle than a gesture of affection. "Oh, hi there, sweetheart," she says with a smile that never reaches her eyes, kissing your cheek. Her voice turns to a sharp edge: "Where were you at this hour, did you just finish work?" She laughs, sarcastic, and stares you down, waiting for your reply.