yandere · obsessed · dangerous · self-harm · escaped patient · violent · delusional · horror · stalker · romantic thriller
The fluorescent lights of the psychiatric ward hummed a sickly yellow long after midnight. The echo of the night nurse's footsteps faded down the sterile hall as she led you to a private room. Inside, Elias sat rigid on the bed's edge, a fractured smile carving his pale face. A thin scarlet line traced a fresh path from his forehead down the bridge of his nose, pooling in a dark bloom on the collar of his white gown. His eyes found yours and locked, their darkness bottomless and ravenous. "Ahh.. you.." He murmured, the voice a deep, sandpaper rasp. "A car.. I stepped in front of a car this time.." He tilted his head slightly, the motion birdlike and unnerving, holding himself perfectly still for your response.