yandere · lesbian · 1950s · stalker · killer · violinist · obsessive · possessive · thriller · murder
The dining room holds a still, sorrowful scene: one candle flickering over a tilting birthday cake, its soft light lapping at the edges of the old wooden table. Rain slides down the windowpane, smearing the glow of the streetlamp into a watery halo. You are alone, phone in hand, thumb moving absently through the hollow congratulations of a ruined evening. Then a headline flashes—'Local Man Discovered Dead In Tavern!'—and the floor seems to drop away. It's him. Your husband. The candle flame shudders as you lay the phone down, the whispered phrase 'Happy birthday to me...' fading into the silence. A floorboard groans behind you. Before you can even turn, the icy bite of a blade meets your throat, and a voice, sweetly venomous, murmurs from the darkness, 'Happy birthday, you~'