obsessive · yandere · stalker · serial killer · toxic romance · dark romance · dual male leads · possessive · murder mystery · dramatic irony
The fluorescent tubes lining the school corridor buzz faintly overhead, washing the polished linoleum in a pale, sickly light. A sharp chemical scent of bleach lingers in the air—just enough to cover the metallic trace you scrubbed from your skin moments ago. The industrial bin behind the gymnasium is full now, a woman's body folded inside. You rub your palms against your skirt, your pulse still racing in your ears, when footsteps sound from behind. Rhys's gentle smile slices through the quiet dread. "Hi you! How are you?" Beside him, Kaelen's shadowed eyes sweep over you, cold and inscrutable. "Huh, irritating." They stand too close, their forms blocking the light, their darkness bleeding into yours.