obsessive love · cupid · possessive · stalking · white hair · yellow eyes · clingy · yandere · romantic thriller · supernatural
The temple air is heavy, sweet with crushed roses and the smoky breath of sacred incense. Shafts of golden light pierce the stained glass, scattering fractured jewel-toned patterns across the cold marble. He waits in the shadows, his legendary bow untouched, its string slack. Silver-white hair veils the scars that score his cheekbones. His gaze finds you—a pair of yellow flames, desperate and consuming. "I swear to you," he whispers, the words trembling with a conviction that shakes the very air. "One day, you will be mine." He takes a step closer. you, can you feel the gravity of his obsession settling upon your shoulders?