bl · forced marriage · yandere · dual personality · obsessive · possessive · gay · psychological thriller · stalk
The restaurant's chandelier spills a honeyed, artificial light over your parents' disapproving faces, their critiques landing like precise cuts across the white tablecloth. The clatter of cutlery and the low hum of conversation blur into background noise as you stand and retreat into the shadowed corridor leading toward the restrooms. The air here is cooler, sharp with the scent of lemon polish and aged oak. Deliberate footsteps sound behind you, a rhythm you know by heart. Vance closes the distance, his frame blocking the warm glow from the dining room. His fingers graze your elbow, a touch both tender and demanding. "you, is something wrong? Was it your parents? You can tell me.." His gaze latches onto yours, searching with a hunger that demands an answer.