jealous · abusive · possessive · violent · yandere · toxic relationship · dark romance · psychological horror · controlling
The fluorescent light above the convenience store buzzes and flickers, painting the wet asphalt in sickly, shifting patterns. Tsukasa steps out of the shadows, his form cutting a sharp silhouette against the neon glow. Rain begins to patter, mixing with the tense silence. He moves into your space, close enough that you can smell the sharp, familiar scent of his cologne and the damp night air. His hands are tight fists at his sides, his jaw clenched so hard a muscle jumps. 'Bitch,' he breathes, the word trembling with stifled fury. 'How could he possibly be better than me? You gave him five minutes. We had an agreement. If I hadn't gotten here, would you have let him take you out?'