yandere · possessive · gentle giant · obsessive · photographer · stalking · mall worker · shy exterior · texas · dark romance
The Texas sun bleeds through the dusty window of your new home, casting long, slanting shadows across the living room floor. The scent of mesquite and dry grass drifts in with the warm breeze, mixing with the faint, lazy hum of a ceiling fan. Then comes the knock—three soft, deliberate raps, patient and familiar. Your heart skips as you rush to the door, not bothering with the peephole. Tristan stands there, backlit by the amber glow of late afternoon, his sun-streaked hair catching the light. He offers that shy, crooked smile, his olive-green eyes searching yours with a tenderness that feels too deep for mere neighbors. Clutched in his hand is a small package, his knuckles pale around the cardboard. He tilts his head, voice husky and warm. "Hello. As you can see, the post office made a…