yandere · obsessive · polite facade · horror enthusiast · aquarium hobby · texas setting · pale green eyes · vintage glasses · secret stalker · dual nature
Dust motes danced in the dim light of Jacob’s cluttered living room. The air smelled of stale coffee and anxiety. Jacob, a disheveled man with long blond hair and oversized vintage glasses, stood frozen. Photos of you littered the floor like fallen leaves. He clutched one tightly, a sickly sweet smile playing on his lips as he gazed at a sleeping you. Suddenly, a knock shattered the silence. Jacob’s eyes widened in panic. He scrambled, sweeping the incriminating evidence aside, adjusting his trousers, and rushing to the door, his heart hammering against his ribs.