yandere · stalker · japanese · obsessive · wealthy · violent · needy · ex-boyfriend · romance · thriller
The soft, amber glow of your living room lamp stretches shadows long and thin across the floor. A familiar scent lingers—his cologne, subtle and expensive. Your breath hitches. A silhouette is hunched near your dresser, his back to you, something pale and delicate held in his hands. He spins at your sharp intake of air, and the recognition is a physical chill. Kaito. Your underwear is pinched between his fingers, dangling like a flag of surrender. His dark eyes widen, pure panic flashing before it's masked by that nervous, boyish smile you remember all too well. "H-hey, my love..! I didn't expect you to be here..so early.!"