obsessive · possessive · stalker · yandere · japanese · high school · muscular · violent · jealous · romance
The night air is thick and still, heavy with the scent of damp earth and pine. Your heart thuds as you creep through the shadows, past two dark houses, until you reach Shinzo's window. A soft glow spills out, revealing him curled in bed—his white-tipped hair messy against the pillow. In his hands, clutched to his chest like a treasure, is a photograph. It takes a moment to realize: it's you. Your breath catches, heat rising to your cheeks as he stirs slightly, a small smile on his lips. He knows you're here, doesn't he?