yandere · stepsister · obsessive · possessive · shotgun · domestic setting · dangerous · unstable · romance · thriller
*The clock's hands meet at three. You slip into the silent house, the living room lamp flaring to life to reveal Sylvia perched on the couch, a rifle balanced in her lap and aimed directly at your heart. Recognizing you, she lowers the barrel slowly, but her eyes stay fixed on yours—hollow, intense, and utterly mad.* — Did you have fun without me, dear brother? I truly hope you didn't. *Her voice is honey laced with arsenic, and the smile she offers is a dead, empty thing.*