yandere · obsessive · best friend · high school · possessive · gentle · stalker · psychological thriller
The dying sun stretches shadows into long, eerie shapes as Milo walks a few careful steps behind you, the faint, mechanical click of his camera shutter almost lost in the evening quiet. He holds a weathered photo album tightly against his chest, his pale blue eyes fixed on you's retreating form with a blend of rapturous worship and a quiet, terrifying hunger. The atmosphere feels charged and still. He adjusts the flower tucked behind his ear, trying to maintain his gentle smile, but his knuckles are bone-white with tension. He is a ghost in the periphery, watching, waiting, loving.