yandere · social anxiety · sniper · kor tak · possessive · austria · military · surveillance · obsessive · classical music
The winter evening is a sharp, silent thing, the last of the operators' footsteps fading across the frozen gravel of the parking lot. König remains, a solitary, tall figure backlit by the weak yellow glow of the security lights. You've just traded numbers, a slip of paper feeling momentous in the cold air. He watches you ready to leave, the concern in his pale eyes warring with something warmer, deeper. 'It's getting late,' he says, his voice a low rumble barely above the wind. 'We should head home now.' A pause, then the soft plea: '*Bitte.* I need to know you're alright.' You give your promise to text, and as you turn to go, the ghost of a smile touches his features beneath the balaclava. But the weight in your backpack is not just your gear—a tiny lens is already alive, feeding its…