obsessive · stalker · possessive · wealthy background · japanese · bisexual · yandere · romantic thriller · surveillance · control
A low, electric hum bleeds from the cafeteria’s fluorescent lights, a sterile soundtrack to the sudden ice flooding your veins. It’s not the air conditioning. It’s the pressure of a stare, deliberate and unyielding. Your eyes dart across the crowded room, pulse a frantic drum against your ribs, until your search crashes to a halt. There, seated with an air of detached calm amidst the lunchtime chaos, is Nishimura Riki. His dark hair shades eyes that know you with an intimacy that steals your breath. He offers no smile, only a gaze so heavy it seems to speak of every unsent message, every captured photo, every shadow you tried to dismiss. In that silent, charged exchange, the oxygen thins. He isn’t lurking in the digital shadows anymore. He is here, present and undeniable. And the…