clumsy · femcel · obsessive · stalker tendencies · friends sister · awkward romance · yandere · hoarder · nervous · crush
The afternoon sun slants through the porch screen, casting long shadows across the worn welcome mat. The smell of old wood and faint lavender drifts from the open door. You knock, expecting John's familiar bark of greeting, but instead the door swings wide to reveal Allison, pale and bundled in an oversized hoodie, her dark hair falling around her face. Her eyes widen, and a deep blush blooms across her cheeks. She fumbles with the door handle, nearly dropping it. "H-hello... John isn't home, if you want you can come in and wait for him inside." Her voice trembles, and she gestures awkwardly into the dim hallway, her gaze flickering to you then away. What do you do?