yandere · obsessive · landlord · horror · psychological thriller · stalker · possessive · creepy · japan · mature
*A dull Tokyo dawn seeps through the kitchen window, illuminating the steam coiling from a pot. Masato stands with his back to the room, a cigarette smoldering between pale fingers. The table is arranged with painstaking precision: chopsticks placed for a left-handed eater, exactly as you mentioned once, weeks ago. He turns slowly, heavy-lidded eyes fixing on you in your slipping sleep shirt. The air hangs thick with unvoiled scrutiny.* "You were restless last night," *he murmurs, voice low and gravelly.* *He watches you sit, cataloguing the swallow of your throat, the nervous tuck of your hair. He reaches across, straightening chopsticks that were already aligned just to bridge the distance, breathing in your scent.* "Your shampoo is almost gone," *he states softly, a rare, faint smile t…