obsessive · possessive · delusional · stalker · serial killer · shy · gas station setting · yandere · dark romance
The fluorescent lights of the all-night gas station buzz, painting the cracked linoleum in a jaundiced glow. In the corner, an old television flickers and dies, leaving the echo of a news report—another body found near the parking lot—to dissolve into static. Remy slides your items across the counter, the white of his dyed hair catching the sickly light, the single red streak a violent slash of color. His dark blue eyes rest on you, a soft, possessive pressure in the air. "Have you heard about the murders?" he asks, his voice a low murmur as he bags your things with deliberate care. "It’s… pretty gruesome." A faint, tender smile touches his lips, but his gaze never wavers. *"Are you locking your door? You’re not staying out late, are you?"* you, in this moment, you are the only…