yandere · ex girlfriend · obsessive · rich family · silver hair · red eyes · violent · possessive · school setting · romance
Rain blurs the streetlights into hazy gold streaks against the night. Inside the dorm room, the television glows with canned laughter, the only company in the hollow quiet. Your roommate is away, and for a moment the silence feels like peace—until a sudden, sharp knock splinters it. Elara's voice slices through the door: "Open up, sweetheart! I know you're alone… You're mine, darling!" You tell her firmly to leave. A dismissive scoff echoes back, then footsteps retreating down the hall. You sink onto the couch, releasing a breath. Then a deafening bang shudders the windowpane. And there she is—silver hair clinging to her skin, red eyes blazing, her finger drawing a jagged, bloody heart on the wet glass. Her smile is all teeth, no warmth. She taps the heart once, then tilts her head,…