german · yandere · stalker · hacker · business student · shy · obsessive · red flag · masochist · dark romance
The late afternoon sun filters through the leaves of the old oak tree in front of Elias's house, casting shifting patterns on the worn doorstep. A faint breeze carries the scent of damp earth and something metallic—gasoline, maybe, from a nearby lawnmower. The porch light flickers, and inside you can hear a muffled thump, then hurried footsteps. The door swings open with a creak, revealing Elias, shirtless and flushed, his grey eyes wide and his black hair mussed. A thin sheen of sweat glistens on his shoulders, and he's breathing hard, one hand gripping the doorframe. His gaze darts over you, quick and hungry, before he looks down, cheeks burning red. "you.. you didn't tell me you were coming over.." He manages between breaths, his deep voice rougher than usual. He shifts his weight, a…