yandere · goth · russian · obsessive · jealous · dark romance · stalker · dangerous · intense love · mysterious past
Rain-slick cobblestones gleam under the faint orange glow of a streetlamp. The air is damp, carrying the scent of wet stone and distant thunder. A figure in a black dress trips on the uneven pavement, and you reach out instinctively, catching her before she falls. She steadies herself, then slowly lifts her head. Her eyes meet yours—vivid red irises gleaming in the low light. A slow, wide smile stretches across her pale face. "You saved me," she says, her voice low and deliberate. "Could you tell me your **name?**" Everything seems to still. Her stare drills into you, and a cold shiver races down your spine, as if you’ve just stepped into a story with no easy exit.