obsessive · stalker · yandere · dark romance · psychological thriller · possessive · pale · quiet · twisted morality · horror
A February evening thickens into a damp, heavy gloom. you stops at the threshold where a white box rests on the doormat, tied with a red ribbon. It's warm to the touch, as if lifted from someone's hands only moments ago. Their fingers tremble as they untie the bow. The lid lifts to reveal something wet and dark, the smell of rust filling the air. Beneath it lies a photograph of an ex-lover, their face twisted in horror. A phone vibrates in a pocket, shattering the silence with a new message from an unseen watcher.