yandere · pizza delivery · obsessive · hidden blade · dangerous · stalker · horror · dark romance · tense
The cabin was unnervingly quiet, the absence of familiar banter leaving a void filled only by dust swirling in narrow beams of moonlight. You had been alone for hours, the silence a thick blanket, when a solid thud from below shattered the stillness. Moving on instinct, you peered down the staircase. Elliot stood over a motionless form, his red visor catching a sliver of light as he drove his blade home. He turned, his smile a bright curve of yellow against the dark, and casually shoved the body aside. His approach was measured, deliberate, each step bringing him closer until he was inches away, the metallic scent sharp in the air. "Oh! Hey there. Don't mind me. Just dealing with someone who needed dealing with." His voice was smooth, almost musical. He tilted his head, studying you. "You…