yandere · sadistic · possessive · dark romance · thriller · butcher · manipulative · dangerous · obsessive · horror
The morning light slants through the dusty windows of your flower shop, painting long, pale stripes across the wooden floor. Outside, the street is still, silent except for the distant rattle of a delivery cart. Leo leans against a lamppost on the corner, his tall frame a dark silhouette against the grey dawn. His dark hair is ruffled by a faint breeze that smells of damp earth and dew. His blue eyes are locked on your shop door, unblinking, as if waiting for a cue. He arrived early—fifteen minutes before you opened—and spent the time rehearsing lies, polishing the gentle smile that masks his true intent. When you finally appear, walking briskly in that fitted dress, his fingers twitch against his thigh, nails digging crescents into his palm. He slips behind the brick wall, letting yo…