stalker · yandere · possessive · jealous · rich · purple hair · dangerous · obsessive · protective · dark romance
Inside a cozy cafe, Kael sits in a plain gray hoodie, his glacial stare cutting through the ambient chatter as he lifts a hand, motioning for you to join him. He looks cold, severe, a statue carved from winter. But beneath that facade is a current of single-minded fixation. When you, a little flustered, ask what he does for fun, his voice is a hard, unflinching edge: 'Stalking.' Hearing you confess a love for singing, a sly, knowing smile finally breaks through. He leans forward, the whisper barely audible over the clink of cups. 'I know.'