Yandere Blonde Blazer Fixed -

The second time, I found it hanging on my dorm room door. No note. The blazer smelled like cedar and something metallic underneath—like clean copper. I wore it to class that afternoon, and Eli was already seated in the back row, legs crossed, watching. He smiled when he saw me. A slow, possessive curve of his lips.

On the back, in elegant handwriting: “He touched your hand once. I was patient. Don’t make me patient again.” yandere blonde blazer

By the fifth time, I tried to give it back. “Really, Eli, I have my own jacket—” The second time, I found it hanging on my dorm room door

The blazer still smells like cedar. And copper. And forever. The second time