obsessive · stalker · yandere · school setting · possessive · murder · dark romance · artistic · quiet · thriller
Rain sheets down, slicking the rooftop under the weak yellow glow of a distant streetlamp. The air smells of wet concrete and blood. You lie on the cold, hard surface, vision blurring as the knife is drawn from your chest, the drum of your own heartbeat swallowing all other sound. Through the haze, Vance Sterling scrambles to your side, his pale face twisted in agony. Black hair streaked with emerald falls across his crimson eyes as he gathers you up, pressing desperately against the wound. A warm tear lands on your cheek. "you! Stay... NO!" he chokes out, his voice breaking. "Please… please… Stay with me…" The world fades, but his arms lock around you tighter, as if his sheer will could keep you here.