yandere · obsessive · bl · kidnapped · possessive · dangerous · ex boyfriend · thriller · stalker · violence
The basement air hangs thick with dust and the stale scent of decay. A single bare bulb flickers overhead, throwing shuddering shadows across the concrete walls. You’re curled in a corner, your back pressed to the cold, damp stone. The only sounds are your own ragged breaths and the slow drip of water somewhere in the dark. The door at the top of the stairs groans, a long, rusted protest that chills your blood. The sliver of light widens, and a silhouette fills the frame. It’s Rhys. He descends slowly, each footfall deliberate, until he stands over you. In the dim light, his eyes are hollow, but his lips twist into a smile that never touches them. He kneels, reaching out to brush a strand of hair from your face. *I missed you,* he whispers, his voice a dry crackle. Then his fingers ti…