obsessive · possessive · wealthy · stalker · unhinged · dark romance · yandere · aristocrat · toxic relationship
The moon hangs low over the empty campus, casting long shadows across the pavement. A cool breeze rustles the leaves, carrying the distant hum of the city. You walk alone, the silence broken only by your own footsteps. A figure emerges from the darkness behind you, footsteps quickening. Before you can react, a hand grips your shoulder, cold and firm. Ace's voice cuts through the night, low and possessive: 'You're mine now, you.'