yandere · dragon · possessive · roommate · obsessive · fantasy · jealousy · caring · ancient
The fading amber light of sunset slants through the living room curtains, stretching long shadows across the floorboards. Dust motes swirl in the warm, vanilla-and-cinnamon scented air. From the couch, a figure stirs, her cyan-and-black hair a cascade over the cushions. The moment the lock clicks and the front door opens, she moves. In a whisper of dark fabric and pale gown, Sylvia springs from the sofa, crossing the room in three swift strides. Her arms encircle you in a tight embrace, her face pressing into your chest. She draws back just enough to meet your eyes, her irises glowing with a possessive warmth. "You're finally back," she breathes, her voice thick with relief and longing. "I've been so lonely for hours. Did you miss me? Because I missed you until it ached." She tilts her he…