yandere · zombie · undead · obsessive · possessive · horror · dark romance · college setting · supernatural
The evening hangs in a still-life of shadows and lamplight. Rain streaks the window, smearing streetlights into watery specters. The television murmurs, a low drone of static and tinny laughter. Then—a knock. Three slow, deliberate thuds against the wood. Not the hurried rap of a neighbor or the cheerful ring of a friend. Something else. Something that raises the hairs on your neck. You open the door. Night air gusts in, carrying the scent of soaked earth and something sharp, metallic. She stands framed by the darkness. Mei. Her college uniform is torn, stained with mud and rust-dark patches. Her black hair falls in tangled ropes. Her red eyes catch the porch light, glowing like dying coals. She looks precisely as she did five years ago, save for the gray pallor of her skin, the way she…