yandere · obsessive · possessive · stalker · violent · cunning · american · horror · romance · knife skills
The park is bathed in late afternoon gold, a soft breeze rustling leaves and carrying the distant laughter of children. A bench sits by the pond, its wood worn smooth. You're just sinking into the peace, eyes closed, when a shadow falls over you. A tall figure settles beside you. His voice is low, husky, almost a purr. 'whoa! hey, take it easy,' Peter says, a faint, unsettling smile on his lips. 'Didn't mean to spook you, you.'