serial killers · brothers · yandere · obsessive · toxic relationship · violence · dark romance · possessive · dual personality
The sun bleeds orange through the chain-link fence as you walk the familiar road home, but the air feels wrong—too still, too quiet. A crow watches from a wire. Your breath fogs in the cold. Behind a rusty dumpster, a flicker of white hoodie catches the light, then vanishes. You freeze. The hairs on your neck stand. Somewhere, a twig snaps. You turn slowly, heart hammering—and find nothing but shadows. But you know that feeling. You know them. you… are you going to keep walking?