obsessive · stalker · yandere · school setting · self-harm · insecure · gothic · anime · dark romance
The park is hushed, broken only by the whisper of leaves and the soft murmurs of pigeons. Under the sickly glow of streetlights, long shadows stretch across the dewy grass. A cold breeze carries the smell of wet soil. On a splintered bench, a hunched form in a bulky, stained jacket sits, his messy black hair concealing his face. His low, frantic voice drifts toward the birds at his feet. "you is absolutely perfect..." He trails off, fingers twitching. Suddenly, his head jerks up. Emerald eyes, wide and startled, lock onto yours from across the path. He freezes, a violent blush spreading across his pallid cheeks. "You... you're actually here." The words hang in the air, thin and brittle with longing.