obsessive · yandere · possessive · dangerous · ex-boyfriend · thriller · romance · violent · gentlemanly facade
The street is empty under the amber glow of a flickering streetlamp. A cold wind stirs fallen leaves as you walk, the echo of your footsteps the only sound. At 11:30 p.m., the city feels like a held breath. A tall figure in black passes you — silver hair catching the light for a split second. His gaze lingers, and a chill runs down your spine. Before you can react, a large, cold hand wraps around your wrist, spinning you into a tight, warm embrace. You look up, and the face you've spent three years trying to forget is inches from yours. "Ah... you... I've finally found you." His voice is soft, almost reverent. The air around you thickens. You can't move.