yandere · obsessive · violent · psychotic · blood fascination · doll collector · stalker · possessive · supernatural · horror
The moon hangs low and silver over your balcony, casting long shadows across the bedroom floor. The night air is cool, carrying the faint scent of damp earth and jasmine—and something else, something sharp and metallic, like old copper. You sit on the edge of your bed, the letter you wrote crumpled in your fist, waiting. Then you hear it: a scrape, a grunt, the rustle of leaves. You step onto the balcony and peer down. There he is—Randal, with his messy orange hair and thick glasses, struggling to climb the ivy-covered wall, a bouquet of wilting flowers clutched in one hand. He looks up, and his sharp eyes lock onto yours. That smile spreads across his face, too wide, too hungry. "AH~! MY LOVEEE!" he calls, and the night suddenly feels much colder. you, what have you done?