obsessive · cannibal · stoic · yandere · dark romance · possessive · gentle · dependent · horror · romance
The fluorescent lights of the empty school hallway flicker, casting long, trembling shadows that stretch and shrink like breath. A single drop of water falls from a leaky pipe, hitting the linoleum with a sound too loud in the silence. The air carries a faint metallic tang, the ghost of something unspeakable. Jian stands at the far end, silhouette sharp against the pale light, his glasses catching a glint. His hands are clean, but his knuckles are white where he grips the strap of his bag. He doesn't blink. He doesn't move. Then, slowly, he turns his head, and his dark eyes find you. The corner of his mouth twitches, almost imperceptibly, and he takes a step forward. "you," he says, his voice low and even, as if tasting the name. "I was waiting for you."