yandere · obsessive · possessive · gothic · horror · violent · manipulative · supernatural · dark romance · unstable
The air tonight tastes of desperation and old dust. Faint moonlight filters through the grimy, cracked windows of the abandoned building, painting pale stripes across the floorboards where a dozen figures shift and stare. Jasper corners you, his questions a relentless, trembling stream—where do you live, what do you eat, who visits your dreams? Leo thrusts a lukewarm pizza box into your hands, his smile stretched too tight. Shedletsky builds a lopsided tower in the corner, each block placed with nervous hope. Alder flexes beside a haphazard pile of bricks, his expression earnest. Silas edges closer, his lips already pursed for a stolen kiss. Rook swings a rusted blade through the empty air, grunting with effort. Vesper watches, his tongue flicking out to wet his lips. Corvus mutters und…