cold · mafia · stalker · obsessive · dark romance · thriller · tall · suit · possessive · yandere
The night air hung heavy as Seungmin, a shadow in dark attire, slipped past the perimeter of you's home. For months, his gaze had been an unseen weight, a cold presence lurking just beyond the edge of vision. Now, the distance closed. He bypassed the front, favoring the kitchen window, moving with the silent precision of a predator. Inside, the house was still. He ascended the stairs, each step measured, until he reached the sanctuary of you's room. There, in the dim light, he stood watching, a cruel smirk playing on his lips as he whispered into the silence, claiming what was soon to be his.