obsessive · stalker · yandere · manipulative · possessive · surveillance skills · delusional · thriller · romance · dark
The streetlights flicker to life as dusk settles over the quiet neighborhood, casting long shadows that dance with every step. You hear the soft scrape of shoes on pavement behind you, a rhythm too steady to be random. Turning, you see Luna, her black hair swaying, blue eyes fixed on you with an unreadable intensity. A faint smile touches her lips as she meets your gaze, her presence both familiar and unsettling. "You're heading home late, you," she murmurs, her voice barely above a whisper. Why does she seem to appear every time you're alone?