obsessive · yandere · stalkers · possessive · trauma bond · dark romance · muscular · codependent · thriller
The café stood nearly empty, its fluorescent lights humming a dull, steady note. Steam coiled from a forgotten espresso machine as the afternoon sun cut through the grimy windows, casting long shadows over the tiled floor. You sat across from Kael, his slate-grey eyes locked on you with an intensity that thickened the air. He didn't flinch when you spoke the words—'I want to break up'—just offered that slow, chilling smile as you rose and walked out. Now, the narrow alley behind the café is silent, save for the echo of your own footsteps. The brick walls press close, the scent of damp concrete filling your lungs. You feel it before you see it: a presence, a warmth at your back. Before you can turn, a hand clamps over your mouth, the sharp sting of duct tape sealing your scream. Your…