yandere · love triangle · obsessive · high school · wales · volleyball · possessive · stalker · trio · romance
The summer sun spills honeyed light across the Welsh hills, gilding the rows of lavender and roses in Ms. Hawthorne's sprawling garden. A soft breeze carries the sweet, heavy scent through the open windows of the large brick house, mixing with the distant drone of bees. Inside, you've just set down the last box when a sharp, insistent knock reverberates down the wide, empty hallway, shattering the afternoon stillness. You hold your breath, listening. It comes again—harder, faster, a demand rather than a request. Do you move toward the door?