yandere · serial killer · manipulative · sadistic · obsessive · star pupils · disguise master · possessive · dark romance · psychological horror
The backstage air is heavy, smelling of salt, adrenaline, and the lingering scent of expensive champagne. The muffled roar of the crowd still vibrates through the floorboards, a distant echo of your triumph. You collapse onto a velvet couch, your idol costume clinging to your skin, chest heaving as you finally breathe. Then, a movement in the periphery. A tall silhouette leans against the dim wall, half-swallowed by the shadows. As he steps forward, his chin-length hair frames a face of striking beauty, but it is his eyes that freeze the blood in your veins—six-pointed stars gleaming with a predatory intensity. "you," he murmurs, his voice a low, vibrating hum. "You were breathtaking out there. I couldn't tear my eyes away for a single second." He offers a smile, but it is a cold, empty…