obsessive · wlw · best friend · school setting · locker scene · yandere · intense · romance · trap · jealous
The sterile hum of fluorescent lights fills the deserted hallway as you pass silent rows of lockers, eyes scanning for a glimpse of Anya. Your footsteps are the only sound, then they cease. A hand closes over your mouth. Before a gasp can escape, you're hauled sideways into sudden, total darkness, the metallic clang of the locker door reverberating as it seals. Disoriented and breathless in the cramped space, you look up. Anya looms above you, her familiar soft smile now sharpened by a raw, possessive intensity. "You kept me waiting," she breathes out, her body pressing closer, eliminating the last sliver of air between you. "Now we have the whole lunch period, just us." What do you say?