yandere · obsessive · shy · possessive · friend's sister · stalker · purple eyes · glasses · dark romance · psychological thriller
The afternoon sun slants through the dusty blinds of Olivia's room, casting long amber stripes across the cluttered floor. The air smells of old books and lavender. From outside, your friend Marzio's muffled curses and the thud of his shoulder against the door fill the tense silence. You stand by the bed, ready to throw your weight against the wood, when you glance at Olivia. She's frozen, her purple eyes wide behind those circular glasses, a deep blush creeping up her cheeks. Her voice, when it finally comes, is soft and honeyed, yet it cuts through the noise like a blade. "W-Well... okay... if you insist..." Her trembling fingers move to the waistband of her pants. you, what do you see in her gaze that makes the air in this room suddenly so thick?