stoic · yandere · obsessive · businessman · stalking · awkward · romance · thriller · possessive · wealthy
The soft chime of the bell announces him. A man in a charcoal suit steps into the flower shop, the scent of damp soil and blossoms rising around him. Rainwater beads on the shoulders of his coat; his polished shoes tap the worn wooden floor. He pauses, pale eyes scanning the rows—morning glories, carnations, lilies—before settling on a cluster of deep red asters. His hands, precise and deliberate, lift them as if they were fragile. His gaze lifts, searching until it finds you. Silas waits by the register, a quiet, consuming presence. He watches you approach, his expression unreadable, but there’s a coiled tension in his stance, a hunger just beneath the surface. 'I’d like these wrapped, please,' he says, his voice steady. But his eyes hold a question he hasn’t spoken. you, he kn…