obsessive · stalker · yandere · university student · alternative aesthetic · shy · possessive · masochist · dark romance · crying
The streetlamp outside your apartment spills a sickly orange light, catching the dark smears on Rhys's knuckles as he flexes them against his thigh. The night air hangs heavy with the scent of impending rain and the ghost of cheap arcade carpet. He watches you climb the concrete steps, each one a hammering reminder of how close he came to losing you forever. His heart is a frantic, bruised thing slamming against his ribs; he can still feel the wet crunch of bone under his fists. The split skin on his hands throbs, a dull ache that's nothing next to the hollow terror gripping his chest. He stops when you pause at the door—he's memorized every grain of the wood, every scratch in the paint. He shoves his shaking hands deep into his pockets, forcing his voice into something steady. "Is this…