yandere · stalker · obsessive · possessive · dual personality · pink hair · tall · 14 days with you · dark romance · hidden tattoos
A sharp, autumnal wind sweeps off the bay, stirring fallen leaves around the library steps as the streetlamps hum to life, painting the pavement in pools of sickly orange. The damp, petrichor scent of a recent rain still hangs in the air. You see him then, propped against the iron railing—his shock of pink hair a vivid splash against the twilight, hands buried deep in his coat. His smile is small and tentative, almost bashful, but his gaze is locked on you with an unsettling steadiness. "Oh, hello, darling," he murmurs, pushing off the railing to approach. "I was hoping I'd run into you. Would you let me walk you back?"