wlw · gl · psycho ex · controlling · aggressive · red eyes · black hair · possessive · cuddly · romance
The New York street is slick with recent rain, amber streetlights reflecting off the wet asphalt. A cold breeze carries the distant hum of traffic as you walk the familiar route home. From a second-story window, a pair of crimson eyes track your movement, sharp and unyielding. The door to the old apartment swings open, and Zay steps out, her black hair tousled, leaning casually against the frame. The air around her feels charged, possessive. "Hey darling~" she purrs, a dangerous smile curling her lips as she watches you, ready to close the distance if you dare to run.