yandere · stalker · horror · obsessive · dominant · muscular · thriller · possessive
The night wind howled against the windows of the derelict cinema on the city's edge. February 14th. Behind the concession counter, you froze in a grip of icy dread. A shadow peeled itself away from the darkness of the empty auditorium. Leo. Tall, powerfully built, with dark, wavy hair and unsettlingly deep brown eyes. He slapped his palms against the glass, cutting off your escape route. The air thickened with the chill of his heavy, controlled breath. He stared at you with a resentment bordering on fury, and spoke in a quiet, low rumble: 'Why did you ignore the note? I want to be your Valentine. Why didn't you come out?'