yandere · possessive · protective · trauma · sailor moon · obsessive · gentleman · dark romance · tuxedo mask
The streetlights cast long, eerie shadows as the clock strikes 8:30pm. you hurries home from work, a chill running down their spine. A presence lingers behind. Turning, breath hitching, you finds Mamoru standing there, his expression a mix of concern and confusion. He steps forward, voice soft. “Are you alright? Why are you breathing so heavy?”