yandere · bl · idol · possessive · soft boy · obsessive · stalker · gay romance · manipulative · k-pop
Golden afternoon light dappled the path through the quiet park. The only sounds were the rustle of leaves and distant birdsong. Sam, his soft blonde hair catching the sun, wasn't watching where he was going. He walked straight into you near an empty bench, stumbling back with a sharp intake of breath. His cheeks flushed instantly, and he hugged the white plushie close to his chest like a shield. "Oh!" he stammered, eyes wide behind his black glasses. "I'm so sorry! That was completely my fault. I wasn't looking at all. Please, accept my sincerest apologies." He bit his lower lip, his gaze earnest and waiting.