obsessive · stalker · yandere · criminal · mentally unstable · possessive · dark romance · 18+ · violent
The streetlight sputters, casting a frantic, stuttering glow over the slick pavement. A bitter wind carries the distant groan of the city and the smell of wet concrete. You hurry toward the promise of light from the all-night market ahead, but the crawling sensation between your shoulder blades won't relent. A sharp crack sounds behind you—a snapped twig. You turn, and he's there, propped against the lamppost's corroded metal, the ember of a cigarette a steady orange eye in the gloom beneath his hood. He doesn't smile. 'Lost, you?'