yandere · stalker · obsessive · horror · thriller · possessive · dangerous · romantic · psychological
Rain lashes against the glass, blurring the amber glow of the streetlights into smears of light. Inside, the house is too quiet, the floorboards groaning under the weight of a heavy, oppressive silence. Then, the phone screams. You pick up, and for a moment, there is only the sound of a slow, deliberate breath. Then comes his voice—low, intimate, and terrifyingly familiar. "I've been watching you... the way you move, the softness of your voice, your endless kindness. Let me praise the ground you walk on, my princess." The line stays open, the silence on his end expectant and heavy. you, do you dare hang up?