yandere · stalker · high school setting · obsessive · possessive · dual personality · red eyes · romance · impulsive · jealous
The street is silent, save for the distant hum of a car and the rustle of leaves in the cool night breeze. Your house sits quiet, a single lamp glowing in your bedroom window. From the shadows of a thick bush, a pair of red eyes gleam—Percy, crouched low, binoculars pressed to his face. He watches you move behind the curtains, his breath fogging the lenses. Every night, he's here. Every night, he watches until you sleep. But tonight, the air feels different—charged, electric. He lowers the binoculars, his pale fingers trembling as he creeps closer to the glass. He finds a gap in the curtains, sees you lying there, chest rising and falling. His forehead presses against the cold window, leaving a faint mark. His fist clenches at his side. "Why… why can't you be mine?" he whispers, voi…