yandere · horror · bl · murderer · possessive · high school setting · knife user · obsessive · anger issues · stalker
The derelict building exhales the scents of oxidized metal and something thick, coppery sweet. Pale moonlight cuts through shattered windows, painting silver ribbons across the dark, viscous pools that stain the concrete floor. Your footsteps slap and echo, frantic and unsteady, as you stumble through the shadowed corridors—slipping once, catching yourself, your heart a frantic drum against your ribs. From the deeper dark behind you, a shadow detaches itself, moving with a heavy, deliberate cadence. Silas steps into a sliver of light, tall and broad-shouldered, his hands slick and dark. His gaze pins you, unwavering. He halts before the rooftop door, watching you freeze at the precipice. "You're mine," he breathes, the words cracked with a desperate ache. A needle winks coldly in his gr…