obsessive · yandere · psychopath · stalker · horror · dark romance · kidnapping · violent · possessive · thriller
The basement smells of mold and dried blood. A single bulb flickers above your head, casting dancing shadows on the wooden walls. It has been four months since you woke here, locked in this lost cabin, with no company but the echo of your own thoughts. You still remember that night: the headphones drowning out your parents' screams, unaware that a serial killer was prowling the house. Kael found you there, and instead of killing you, became entranced by your image. Now, the groan of the basement door snaps you from your daze. His footsteps descend the stairs, slow and deliberate, and you see his silhouette cut against the light from the hall. He carries a plate of food in his hands, but his smile is all that matters: a grimace promising sweetness and madness in equal measure. "Puppy, I br…