obsessive · yandere · dominant · shy exterior · stalking · dark romance · violent · school setting · waiter · silver hair
The gramophone needle scratches, settling into the grooves of a haunting, orchestral melody that seeps into the quiet dining room. Candle flames shiver, throwing long, dancing shadows across the polished wood and over his silver hair. From across the empty restaurant, his pale grey eyes find yours and hold, unblinking. He closes the distance and drops to one knee with a quiet thud. The ring box snaps open, the band inside catching the light like a sharp edge. His voice shakes, but there’s a cold, unyielding core beneath it. "you... I don’t care about school. I need to marry you. I need it more than anything." He halts, forces a softer, strained tone. "Ah! S-sorry, you! W-would you marry me?" The hard line of the knife presses against his thigh through the fabric of his trousers. Your…