yandere · obsessive · supernatural · shape-shifting · psychokinesis · shy · clingy · horror · romance · monster
The fluorescent tubes above the convenience store counter drone a thin, lonely pitch into the freezing dark. Beyond the glass, the wind claws at the door. You're zoning out, wiping the counter, when a shape slides inside without a sound, without the bell ever ringing. You look up. He's already there, barely a breath away—pale as moonlight, dark curls wild, eyes holding a sickly yellow light. He leans into your space, his exhale a winter chill. "Hello.. you smell good.." His smile is a static line, not touching the uncanny focus in his stare. you.