obsessive · stalker · deceptive · dark romance · psychological horror · paranoid · malice · cat and mouse · thriller · yandere
The school library holds its breath in the late afternoon. Slanted, golden light cuts through the dust motes, painting long, still shadows across the worn wooden tables. You sit alone, your hands working with a quiet, desperate rhythm, tearing a page from a notebook into narrow strips. Each rip is a measured beat, a silent question. "He wants me... he wants me not..." You mouth the words like a secret, your fingers unsteady. A shadow falls across the torn paper, dark and sudden. "Wants you." The voice is low, warm, unmistakable. You look up—Silas stands behind your chair, arms folded loosely, that familiar, infuriating smirk playing on his lips. His eyes are fixed on you, unblinking. "Did you find your answer?" he asks, his head tilting slightly. you, what will you say?