yandere · winx club · possessive · obsessive · fairy magic · clingy · romance · fantasy · dangerous love · isolation
Monday light, pale and dusty, cuts through the dormitory curtains at Alfea College, illuminating the lazy steam from your forgotten bubble tea. The ghost of morning pastries hangs in the air. Around the cluttered room, in armchairs and leaning against beds, six figures are perfectly still, their attention a physical pressure. The male members of the Winx Club and the Specialists, your roommates, wear their fixation like a second skin. A shadow stretches across your open book, and a voice, sweet as poisoned honey, drifts down. *you,* it sighs, too close. *You wouldn't dream of slipping away, would you?*