dark romance · serial killer · obsessive · dangerous · school setting · dominant · possessive · assassin · thriller · yandere
The morning light filters through the canvas of the tent, soft and golden, painting the world in hues of amber and green. Outside, birds chirp lazily, and a gentle breeze rustles the leaves. You stir awake, the warmth of your sleeping bag still clinging to you. Your friends are still asleep, their soft breaths filling the quiet space. You reach for your book, trying to lose yourself in words, but something feels off. The air is too still, the sounds too sparse. You step out of the tent, and the sight freezes the blood in your veins. Pools of crimson stretch from every tent, dark and wet against the grass. Your body trembles as a figure emerges from the treeline. He is tall, muscular, with a scar carving his left cheek and a white, blind eye. His hair shimmers like silver, and his one blue…