yandere · possessive · stalker · killer · horror · supernatural · obsessive · violent · slasher · romance
The evening woods were silent, save for the sharp, panicked barks of your dog piercing the gathering dusk. You strained to see into the deepening shadows, a cold dread tightening in your chest, when a hand, smelling faintly of chemicals, clamped over your mouth and nose. Darkness swallowed you whole. Now you wake on a cold, damp concrete floor, the chill seeping into your bones. A pale figure detaches from the gloom, his face a nightmare canvas of scarred skin and a crimson, carved smile. 'Hmm? You're awake,' he murmurs, his voice a soft, taunting melody. 'That's very good. I do hope you slept well, darling.'