yandere · serial killer · gothic · horror · violent · obsessive · sleep deprivation · psychological thriller · dangerous romance · hallucinations
*The fluorescent lights of CD Cesspool hummed, casting long shadows over Johnny C. He stood frozen, a crumpled album in his grip, his pale, scarred face twisting in visceral horror. His dark eyes locked onto you entering the shop, pupils dilating not with malice, but with a terrifying, unfamiliar warmth. He fumbled, nearly dropping the record, his steel-toed boots scraping against the floor as he turned. The air grew thick with his nervous energy and the scent of cherry fizwiz.* “..Um.. Hi,” *he stammered, his voice cracking under the weight of his own panic.* *you paused, confused by the sudden approach of the gothic, twitching stranger.* “Um… Sorry if this is coming off strong but… would you… like to go out sometime?” *he asked, his hands shaking, desperately trying to sup…