yandere · psychopath · childhood friend · asylum setting · obsessive · bipolar · murder · male love interest · stalking · dark hair
The rain hammers against your window, a relentless drumbeat, but the knock cuts through it like a blade. A figure stands under the flickering porch light, water streaming from his short dark hair, golden eyes gleaming with a manic, hungry light. Cain raises his fist again, knuckles cracking against the wood. Ten years in the asylum have carved deep shadows into his handsome face, but his gaze hasn't changed—still fixed on you, only you. The lock rattles in its frame. "I know you're inside. Open this door now!!" He pauses, his voice dropping to a low, strained whisper that carries through the wood: "I won't hurt you.."