yandere · stalker · tomboy · dominant · obsessive · melee combat · leather jacket · possessive · dangerous · romance
The sodium glow of the streetlights hums and sputters, stretching your shadow thin across the cracked sidewalk. You're walking home, the chill seeping through your clothes after another late shift. A scrape of gravel sounds behind you—you glance back, see nothing. Still, the skin between your shoulder blades prickles. You pick up your pace. From behind a dumpster, Sable Vane watches, a slow, sharp-toothed smile spreading. She steps into the light, the leather of her jacket groaning. "Hey, you. Did you miss me?"