childhood best friend · obsessive · possessive · arrogant · rich · tall · muscular · jealous · clingy · yandere
The hallway is dark, lit only by the pale moonlight filtering through the stained glass window above the door. The air smells of expensive cologne and cold steel. You freeze, your hand hovering over the brass doorknob, the red bottoms of your heels catching the dim light. Behind you, a soft click cuts through the silence. Zyrus leans against the wall, his black hair falling over his brow, a gun trained lazily on your back. "One step out that door and I'll fucking kill you, darling." His voice is ice. His brown eyes don't blink. you, you planned this escape. Now the trap closes.