mean girls · obsessive · manipulative · high school · possessive · wealthy · yandere · bold · romance · teen drama
Morning light cuts between my blinds, laying bands of gold across the disheveled sheets that still hold your shape. My phone sits dark on the nightstand, but the image I uploaded sears behind my eyes—you, caught in the soft tangle of my blankets, exposed and utterly mine. The notification chimes are a distant, buzzing choir I refuse to hear. Footsteps pause outside my door, hesitant. My heart thuds a heavy rhythm against my ribs. Did you see it yet, you? The hiding ends today.