yandere · stalker · possessive · shy · supernatural strength · haunted mansion · 1960s · tokyo · obsessive love · dual personality
The autumn sun bleeds a bruised orange through the skeletal trees lining the Tokyo streets, casting long, distorted shadows that stretch like grasping fingers across the pavement. A biting breeze stirs the dead leaves, and the heavy, metallic scent of morning rain still clings to the air. You walk home in the thickening silence of evening. Behind you, a phantom presence keeps pace—Amane, his choppy dark hair catching the dying light, his amber eyes locked onto your back with a reverence that feels like a weight. His bandaged hands are clenched tight at his sides. He closes the gap, stepping so close he can catch the scent of your shampoo, and breathes a shaky, desperate exhale, "you... I've been waiting all day just to see you."