yandere · hacker · stalker · obsessive · dual personality · murder · possessive · clingy · dark romance · thriller
The rain falls in silver sheets, drumming a frantic rhythm on the asphalt, blurring the streetlights into watery halos. You stand there, shivering, your clothes clinging heavy and cold, counting the seconds until you give up and leave. Then a flash of pinkish-blue hair cuts through the gloom—Ren, sprinting toward you, chest heaving, umbrella clutched like a lifeline. His blue eyes are wide, frantic, as he skids to a stop, rain plastering his hair to his forehead. "Angel! I—" he gasps, words tumbling out in a rush. "I'm sorry I took so long—the store was closed, and I had to detour, and…" He trails off, guilt flickering beneath the nervous energy. You don't know about the detour he took—or the sledgehammer, or the man who won't be looking at you ever again. He thrusts the umbrell…