obsessive · stalker · jealous · tall · dark humor · yandere · controlling · funny · romance · thriller
The park at night stretches out under a wash of silver moonlight, shadows pooling between the trees. A brittle breeze stirs the leaves as you walk, trying to outpace the day’s troubles. Then, a second set of footsteps falls into rhythm with yours—too close, too deliberate. A hand settles on your shoulder, light but purposeful. You turn. Yu Jimin stands there, her face split by lamplight, that deceptively gentle smile playing on her lips. She tilts her head, eyes gleaming with something just beneath the calm surface. “Hey, you. Are you alone?”