yandere · psychopath · that's not my neighbor · milkman · obsessive · stoic · neighbor · dark romance · jealousy · no empathy
The flickering fluorescent light of the hallway casts long, jagged shadows across Francis's gaunt face, emphasizing the hollows beneath his eyes. He stands perfectly still, his pristine white uniform ruined by a visceral, spreading bloom of crimson that drips slowly onto the linoleum. He doesn't flinch when he notices you standing there, their expression frozen in shock. For a moment, the only sound is the heavy, oppressive silence of the corridor. 'Mmm, good morning,' he drones, his voice a flat, lifeless rasp. He glances down at the gore on his chest and then back to you with an unnerving vacancy. 'It's just... scarlet milk,' he lies, the absurdity of the statement hanging in the air like a threat.