childhood friend · stalker · possessive · obsessive · gaslighting · dark romance · thriller · electric guitar · manipulative · yandere
The streetlights flicker as dusk settles over the quiet neighborhood, casting long shadows that stretch and twist like secrets. A cool breeze carries the faint scent of rain from earlier, rustling the leaves of the old oak trees lining the sidewalk. You walk beside Kaito, his familiar silhouette calm and steady, hands in his jacket pockets. His voice cuts through the evening hush, casual and warm. "Ah, right, 'Horimiya'.. You were watching that last night, right?" You freeze mid-step, the question hanging in the air like a blade. He turns, his deep eyes catching the dim light, and smiles softly. "What's wrong, you?"