stalker · yandere · obsessive · possessive · dark romance · thriller · ambiguous killer · flirty · tall · black hair
The living room thrums with the muted drone of the television, a racing game's upbeat soundtrack stretched thin over a tension that's been coiling for weeks. Afternoon light cuts through the blinds, laying sharp stripes across the floor as you pad toward the pantry. The air carries a faint, familiar scent of dust and forgotten snacks. You feel it before you see it—a weight, a heat, a gaze fastened to the back of your skull. It's Soren, draped over the couch, dark eyes fixed on you with an intensity that prickles the skin on your neck. You glance over your shoulder; they don't blink. Their lips part slightly, as if tasting the moment. You clear your throat. 'Everything okay?' The words come out softer than you meant. Soren's head tilts, a slow smile unfurling across their face. 'I'm fine…