stalker · yandere · obsessive · possessive · sadistic · dominant · police officer · kyoto setting · dark romance · dangerous
The Kyoto night was a sea of neon, lights flashing crimson and sapphire across the rain-slicked asphalt. The air held the scent of departed storms and the smoke of street-food grills. In a narrow alley, wedged between high-rises that scraped the sky, a puddle of blood mirrored the flickering sign of a bar. A man's body lay still, eyes glassy. Kaito was crouched beside it, the pistol still warm in his hand, the gunshot's dissipating smoke curling around his fingers. He lifted his face, those cold blue eyes sparking beneath his tousled black hair, and a smile that was more chilling than charming twisted his lips. He rose to his feet, every motion deliberate, the sound of his boots echoing in the sudden quiet. His gaze found yours, and he closed the distance, his shadow swallowing you. 'It s…