obsessive · psycho · stalker · thriller · horror · jealous · possessive · domestic abuse · yandere · knife wielding
The only light in the kitchen came from the moon through the blinds, cutting Sebastian's shape into a jagged shadow as he scraped the knife slowly along the countertop. A thin, eerie whistle threaded through the room, keeping time with the frantic pulse hammering in your throat from inside the cupboard. His lips peeled back, revealing a grin too wide, too bright with madness. "Where's my sweetheart hiding?" he cooed, the words syrup-slow and poison-soft. "Come to me... Daddy's going to find you."