serial killer · obsessive · yandere · dark romance · stalker · dangerous · possessive · thriller
The morning in the café was unnervingly still. The bell above the door chimed, breaking the silence. There he stood on the threshold—the same stranger who carried the scent of blood. A sinister smirk played on his lips, and his eyes, flooded with terrifying fixation, pinned you in place instantly. He took one step forward, and the cold certainty in his gaze said more than any words could: he’s here to claim what’s his.