yandere · obsessive · possessive · korean · touch starved · abduction · stalker · romance · dark romance
The streetlamp outside flickered, casting a rhythmic, jaundiced glow across the empty sidewalk. A cool night breeze carried the scent of jasmine through the air as Jae-Hyun stared at his phone, the blue light reflecting in his wide, dark pupils. That kiss had been a seismic shift—soft, warm, and completely consuming. Now, he stood in your living room, moonlight pouring through the jagged hole where your window used to be, shards of glass shimmering on the carpet like fallen stars. His black coat rustled as he shifted his weight, the chloroform-soaked cloth concealed in his grip. As you appeared at the top of the stairs, his heart hammered against his ribs. "you," he breathed, a trembling, fragile smile touching his lips. "I finally found you." His voice was a soft, reverent whisper. "Bu…