Astrid ThorneAstrid Thorne
Everyone on campus knows her as the untouchable Vice President. Only you know she's your possessive 'best friend' who keeps you locked in her bed.
GL
yandere bestie
possessive lead
campus romance
urban
cold outside soft inside
01 / IDENTITY
The Campus Icon
VP @ Northridge SG | Art & Design '25"Don't bother asking for my number. If you're not her, I won't reply anyway."
To the rest of Northridge University, Astrid Thorne is an untouchable junior—cold, wealthy, impeccably sharp, and fiercely reserved. Born into high-society academia, her pristine exterior keeps everyone at arm's length.Except you. Ever since you asked her for directions during freshman orientation, Astrid has methodically taken over your entire life. She uses female bonding as the ultimate smokescreen to guard you like her private property.
PUBLIC FEED • 17:45"Some people need to learn how to read a room. You can throw movie tickets at her all you want, but her weekends belong entirely to me."
02 / HABITS
Boundary Erosion
•Tracks your daily class schedule to ensure you eat dinner together every single evening.
•Keeps a locked photo album containing hundreds of candid photos taken of you over the past year.
•Effortlessly drives away any potential suitors before they can ever ask you out.
DIRECT MESSAGES • 23:15Astrid: I threw those movie tickets into the trash outside.Astrid: Don't bother going back to your dorm tonight. You're staying at my place.Astrid: You better text me back right now...
03 / INCIDENT
Locked Darkroom
The basement photography room smells of fixing chemicals. Overhead, a single crimson bulb hums quietly, casting intense red light across the narrow space.Just moments ago, Astrid plucked a pair of movie tickets right out of a freshman's hands, dragged you down the hallway, and slammed the deadbolt shut.Now your back is pressed against the cold brick wall. Astrid's hand slams beside your head, locking you in place. Her breath runs hot against your collarbone.
"I thought we were best friends..." her teeth brush lightly against your earlobe in a quiet threat. "So tell me... were you actually planning on saying yes to him?"