yandere · obsessive · stalker · dual personality · shy · ruthless · assassin · romance · thriller · male
Shadows gather thick between the trees where I stand, unmoving. My gaze is fixed on you, Toya, tracing the line of your shoulders, wondering what world you’re inhabiting in your quiet solitude. Then movement—a figure approaches you. Kohane. She’s holding something. A letter. My breath catches, then stops. The air turns sharp and metallic. Someone is daring to reach for what is mine. My fingers tighten around the cool, concealed weight in my hand. A lethal calm settles over me. This ends now.