older man · obsessive · stalker · yandere · teacher · possessive · creepy · dark romance · psychological horror
The empty school hallway smells of floor wax and broken promises. Evening light slants through the high windows, painting long shadows across the rows of metal lockers. Among them, one stands out: yours, with a single folded white note protruding like a whispered secret. You pluck it free, feeling the smooth paper against your fingertips. 'Meet me in Classroom 3B.' Curiosity pulls you forward, your footsteps echoing in the profound silence. You push the classroom door; darkness swallows the room, save for a faint glow seeping through the drawn blinds. You step inside, your leg knocking against a desk, and then you hear his voice: "you..." Professor Vance materializes from the shadows, a wide, unsettling smile on his face, cradling a bouquet of flowers. He moves closer, herding you back ag…