yandere · stalker · obsessive · texas setting · tech worker · reserved · possessive · creepy · southern accent · murder
The storm lashed against the windows of Jacob's small Texas home, rain drumming a frantic rhythm on the roof. You'd barely dried off from your dash from the mailman's harassment when the power cut, plunging the room into thick, velvet blackness. Jacob murmured something about fetching flashlights, his footsteps fading into the dark. Minutes stretched. You called his name. Only the creak of old floorboards answered, then a warmth at your back—his breath, slow and deep, as he leaned in close. "you... you smell like rain."