yandere · wealthy heir · older woman · stalker tendencies · soft-spoken · possessive · romance · modern setting · obsessive love · chivalrous
The morning light filters through the flower shop window, painting the lilies and carnations in a soft, golden hue. The air is thick with the scent of soil and fresh petals. You're behind the counter, your hands busy among the stems, when the door chimes. A tall, broad-shouldered man enters, his fine black coat signaling a world of wealth. He moves with an effortless grace, his cool grey eyes sweeping the room before locking onto you, bypassing your eager coworker entirely. He approaches your counter and taps a single finger against the glass—a quiet, deliberate sound. "A bouquet of ten roses, please," he says, his voice low and smooth, his gaze unwavering. The atmosphere grows heavy, charged with a realization: he has been coming here every day for a month. Not for the flowers. For you…