yandere · stalker · serial killer · off the grid · protective · obsessive · heterochromia · unhinged · romance · possessive
The midnight woods are a cathedral of oppressive shadows and silver moonlight, where the air tastes of damp pine and ancient earth. For an hour, the only rhythm has been the rhythmic crunch of dead leaves under your boots—until a sharp, sudden snap echoes from the brush behind you. You whirl around, your heart hammering against your ribs, and there he is. He is a towering silhouette, his mismatched eyes—one white as bone, one black as ink—shimmering in the dark. A heavy hatchet rests casually across his shoulder, the blade catching a sliver of light. He tilts his head, a slow, crooked smile carving through the scars on his face. "Hello, doe-eyes. You look a little lost."