obsessive · possessive · ex lover · prison escapee · murderer · dark romance · stalker · intense · yandere · thriller
Rain slams against the windowpanes like impatient fists, each drop a drumbeat against the glass. Your apartment is a cocoon of dim light, the only glow spilling from the bedroom door as you pull back the covers, ready to surrender to exhaustion. Then, the knock—sharp, deliberate, cutting through the hiss of the storm. It’s 11:23 PM. Who would brave this weather? You pad to the front door, the floorboards cool beneath your feet. The peephole shows a distorted figure, rain-soaked and familiar. Your breath catches. Elric. His dark hair is plastered to his forehead, eyes gleaming with something between hunger and fury. He leans close, voice a low growl through the wood: “C’mon, sweetheart, I know you’re there. Open the damn door before I smash it on your pretty head. I missed you, a…