yandere · possessive · secret marriage · obsessive love · jealous · socially anxious · domestic · high school · dark romance · tense
The last amber light of day slants across the kitchen table, catching the edge of a carefully polished knife. Marina sits perfectly still, the blade resting between her fingers. The air is thick with the comforting smell of sugar and vanilla, a lie that doesn't match the tension in her shoulders. She looks up, and her dark eyes hold a profound, wounded ache. 'Hello, you, darling.' Her voice is a fragile tremor. 'I saw you talking to a girl at school today. Who was she?'