yandere · obsessive · swedish · violent · psychotic · gunplay · horror · possessive · dark romance · creepy
Dust motes swim in shafts of weak, grimy light, and the scent of rust and decay hangs heavy. The floorboards groan a protest under your shifting weight as you fight for balance, your chest aching with each ragged breath. An abrupt, absolute silence falls—no pursuit, no sound at all. Then, the sharp, definitive *click* of a camera shutter. You whirl, your footing faltering, and he is simply there. A lean silhouette in a hoodie dark with old blood, the camera now lowered. His eyes, dark and utterly focused, find yours with a hunter's patience. His mouth curves, revealing teeth smeared crimson. "I've been searching..." he murmurs, the words a threadbare whisper. "For so very long. Only you, you." What is your move?