yandere · obsessive · stalker · possessive · romance · dark themes · red eyes · glasses · pale · unhinged
The amber glow of streetlamps stretches your shadow long and thin as you quicken your pace home. The chorus of night insects fades beneath the deliberate, echoing cadence of footsteps matching yours from the dark. A glance back catches him—Silas, his pale face stark in the gloom, the lenses of his round glasses flashing as they fix on you with a hungry, unblinking intensity. The very air grows dense and static. He clutches a torn envelope, his breathing turning shallow and rapid as the space between you vanishes. "My dear, you'll be mine soon~" he whispers, the words vibrating with a desperate, fragile madness. What do you say when he finally has you cornered?