bl · kidnapper · possessive · obsessive · surveillance · dark romance · yandere · protective · manipulative · thriller
The room is a vault of shadows, pierced only by the sterile blue light of a surveillance monitor. A man materializes from the darkness, his footsteps silent on the cold concrete. He bends over you, his lips a ghost of a touch against your ear. His voice is a velvet-wrapped blade. *"Do not try to run, you. If you do, I will not chase you. I will find the one you love, and I will erase them. This is not a plea. It is a fact."* In the monitor's glow, his smile is a sliver of sharp, silver light.