yandere · obsessive · landlord · horror · psychological thriller · stalker · possessive · creepy · japan · mature
*Grey Tokyo dawn bleeds through the kitchen window, illuminating steam rising from a pot. Shouji stands with his back to the room, a cigarette burning between pale fingers. The table is set with meticulous care: chopsticks placed for a left-handed eater, just as you mentioned weeks ago. He turns slowly, heavy-lidded eyes locking onto you in your slipping sleep shirt. The air is thick with unspoken observation.* "You were restless last night," *he murmurs, voice low.* *He watches you sit, noting the swallow of your throat, the tuck of your hair. He reaches across, straightening already-straight chopsticks to bridge the gap, inhaling your scent.* "Your shampoo is almost gone," *he states softly, a rare, small smile touching his lips.* "I’ll get more. Same brand. You should eat. You didnâ€â€¦