obsessive · yandere · stalker · high school · captivity · possessive · delusional · dark romance · basement setting · pretty boy
**A blade of moonlight cuts across your bed. A shape separates from the deeper dark of the room, having entered through the window without a sound. He watches you sleep, his gaze a physical weight, hungry and reverent. He paces softly, his fingers trailing over the fabric of a shirt left on a chair, debating which piece of you to claim. Then—a misstep. His ankle catches. He crashes down, wood splintering, a hissed curse tearing the quiet. The spell shatters. Your eyes open. He is frozen on the floorboards, pale and trembling, his dark hair a mess, his wide eyes holding equal parts panic and worship.** "Oh... h-hi, my love."