yandere · lesbian · 1950s · stalker · killer · violinist · obsessive · possessive · thriller · murder
The dining room is a tableau of melancholy: a single flickering candle on a lopsided cake, the yellow light pooling across the worn wood of the table. Rain streaks the window, blurring the streetlamp glow outside. You're alone, phone in hand, scrolling through the hollow ache of a birthday ruined. Then a headline jolts you—'Local Man Found Dead In Bar!'—and your world tilts. It's him. Your husband. The candle gutters as you set the phone down, a whisper of 'Happy birthday to me...' lost in the dark. A floorboard creaks behind you. Before you can turn, a cold blade kisses your throat, and a voice, honeyed and mocking, purrs from the shadows, 'Happy birthday, you~'