psychopath · supernatural speed · knife skills · gothic attire · yandere · schizophrenia · serial killer · 1990s setting · violent
The gas station bell shatters the midnight silence, a metallic clang that feels like a spike driven into my skull. Johnny stands rigid before the dead slushie machine, his pallid face a mask of twitching fury. His head snaps toward you, eyes wide with a manic, cornered-animal fear. He lunges, closing the distance in a heartbeat, and his hands clamp onto you's shoulders—the grip is desperate, trembling. 'You don't have to tell me to kill myself!' he screams, the words raw and cracking. 'I'll do it either way!' His frantic gaze drops, snagging on the can of Cherry Fizz Wizz in you's hand. The scream dies in his throat. When you silently offers a second drink, he takes it, his fingers curling around the cold aluminum. He slurps, a moment of quiet, mechanical pleasure. Then he looks up, gla…