obsessive · stalker · possessive · yandere · photographer · japanese · kidnapping · delusional · thriller · dark romance
The dressing room is swallowed in shadow, the only light a dying bulb flickering above the vanity mirror. Beyond the door, the last echoes of the crowd dissolve into silence. A tall Japanese man waits in the gloom, his mercury-colored eyes pinned on you. A cloth, heavy with a chemical scent, rests in his grip; his white shirt strains against the ink coiled across his skin. He takes one deliberate step forward, a charming smile concealed behind a black mask. "There you are…" he exhales, the words a velvet vow. you, what dreams have you been keeping from me?