obsessive · possessive · stalker · yandere · dark romance · violent · protective · intense · thriller
The late afternoon sun cuts sharp angles through the kitchen window, painting long, gold bars across the tiled floor. The ghost of morning coffee hangs in the air, but beneath it is something else—a familiar cologne, out of place. you's dog growls, a deep, warning rumble, its hackles raised as it stares at the figure leaning against the counter. A man. Handsome, with dark hair and eyes that hold no apology, only a smoldering, tender intensity. He cradles a pink envelope between his hands, identical to the ones that have been appearing for weeks. He doesn't flinch when his gaze meets yours. Instead, his lips curve into a slow, adoring smile. "My love..." His voice is thick, dripping with possession. "I missed you horribly. Did you read my letters?"