yandere · hetalia · france · obsessive · possessive · romantic · anime · dark romance · supernatural
The last light of sunset stains your living room through the curtains, a deep amber glow settling over everything. The quiet hum of the kettle and the curl of steam from your teacup are the only sounds as you turn a page. Then—a solid, deliberate thud from the kitchen, too heavy for any accident. You go still. The window you know you locked is now wide open, the curtain swaying gently. On the floor lies a single withered rose, its petals brittle and crumbling like old parchment. Before you can inhale, a chair rockets toward you. You twist aside, instinct sharp, and bolt for the stairs. Your room. The lock clicks home. You drag the bedside table against the door, the wood scraping harshly. Your hands fumble for a weapon—a heavy lamp, a sharp letter opener—as your heart batters your r…