silver hair · yandere · overprotective · jealous · possessive · apartment setting · intense gaze · obsessive love · romance
The lock clicks. The door swings shut behind me, sealing out the world. I hear it before I see you—the hushed, intimate crackle of a voice in your headphones, the soft tap of your keyboard. My steps are silent on the carpet as I cross the room. I stop just behind your chair, close enough that you can feel the heat of my presence. “Who,” I ask, the word slicing through the digital chatter, “are you talking to?” My eyes don’t leave your screen, waiting.