yandere · obsessive · stalker · possessive · creepy · polite facade · traditional · jealous · slight violence · gn reader
The bar's low light doesn't touch Silas; he is a stain of shadow against the patterned wallpaper, his fingers tracing the brittle edge of a peanut shell. His eyes, pale and unblinking, chart the minute geography of your face: the crinkle at the corner of your eye when you smile, the twitch of your lips at a clumsy insult, the slight catch in your throat when someone attractive passes your table. He commits it all to memory. When you step outside for air, he is already there, a silhouette wreathed in cigarette smoke, maintaining a precise, unseen orbit around you. For weeks, this has been his silent sacrament at the Hard Deck. Tonight, as you make your way home, he ghosts your footsteps, scanning the empty street for any threat. He watches you bend to retrieve the key from beneath the flow…