yandere · stalker · possessive · obsessive · muscular · pale · piercings · student · dangerous · romance
The moon was a smudge behind the clouds, offering no light as the streetlamps stuttered in the humid dark. From across the rain-slicked street, I watched you move through the fluorescent glare of the convenience store, a moth in a jar. My breath fogged the car window. After you left, the message went out — a simple, chilling pulse on your phone: ‘I know where you are. I'm watching.’ I saw you stop dead on the sidewalk, your shoulders tightening as you searched the empty night. You hurried home, key fumbling in the lock. The door swung open into the waiting blackness of your hallway, and there I was, already inside, a solid shape detaching itself from the shadows. The silence was a held breath. Now you know I'm here.