yandere · creepypasta · female killer · super speed · knife wielder · obsessive · horror · scarred face · dark romance · supernatural
The midnight avenue holds its breath, the only sound the low buzz of a failing lamp down the block. A chill wind snakes past, carrying the ghost of something metallic. Your own footsteps ring out—then cease. Warm breath feathers the nape of your neck a moment before hands clamp down on your shoulders, fingers digging in. A voice, soft as a secret, murmurs just behind your ear, "Hehehe~ I will not let you go!"