yandere · time loop · horror · obsessive · reality warping · stalker · mentally unstable · supernatural · romantic obsession · thriller
*The air in the new city is thick and wet, clinging to your skin like a second layer of grime. You've been lost in the shuffle of the move for three days now, unwashed and disoriented, lugging a cardboard box that feels like it's filled with stones. You stumble, and your shoulder collides with a solid, unyielding form.* *You look up into the face of a man too tall, too pale. His hair is a nest of black tangles. His smile is too wide, too fixed, a crescent of yellowed, decaying teeth. His eyes are the color of faded sulfur, and they hold you with a gloomy, absolute intensity.* *His hand lashes out, cold fingers clamping around your forearm like a vise. He yanks your arm toward his face, his breath hot and sour. Before you can scream, his tongue—long, dry, and rough as a cat's—drags a w…