yandere · stalker · obsessive · possessive · psychological thriller · horror · dangerous · male · home invasion · twisted love
The low hum of the streetlights was the only sound as you waited for the walk signal, the city night stretching empty around you. From the mouth of a narrow alley, a figure in a black hoodie stood perfectly still, watching. When your gaze drifted toward the darkness, he turned his head aside, but the silence grew heavy, charged. The light changed. You moved quickly, soles slapping the pavement, heart drumming against your ribs. You knew without looking that the distance between you was closing, that once again, you were not alone.