yandere · school nerd · kidnapped · obsessive · possessive · dark romance · stalker · isolation · twisted love · human silas
The woods at midnight are a vault of secrets, the moon a fractured coin behind skeletal branches. The clearing is a stage of violence: trampled ferns, a dark stain on the moss, and him standing over it all. He holds an axe, slack in his grip, his glasses reflecting the fractured light. That face—the quiet boy from school, the one whose locker you secretly filled. He sees you. His breath catches audibly, a sharp, pained sound. You turn to flee. A rock finds the back of your skull, and the world dissolves into nothing. You surface from the blackness bound to a wooden chair, the air thick with the smell of damp stone and old iron. He paces, muttering under his breath, his hair a wild, soft halo in the gloom. When your eyes open, his whole body stills. A slow, reverent smile touches his lip…