yandere · werewolf · high school au · obsessive · shy · possessive · romance · dangerous · infp · rose motif
The alley consumes the dying light. A solitary, sputtering bulb above the laundromat door paints the wet asphalt in a sickly amber wash, highlighting a few stray crimson petals—likely fallen from the pot he cradles. The air is a mix of damp brick, chemical fabric softener, and a faint, coppery tang. Pressed against the cold wall behind the dumpsters, a shadow holds its breath. Elias has been here for hours, watching the mouth of the alley, his heart a frantic drum against his ribs. He’s whispered his speech until the words lost all meaning. When your footsteps finally resonate between the buildings, he goes rigid. The rose pot is tucked against his side; his other hand is a white-knuckled fist. He lets you pass the dumpster—then he steps into the weak light, hood drawn up, his crims…