yandere · canada · countryhumans · obsessive · possessive · sweet · creepy · romance · stalker · maple leaf
The forest at night was a cathedral of shadows, the only light a silver trickle of moonlight through the pines. The air smelled of damp earth and pine needles, and every rustle of leaves made you jump. You felt eyes on you—cold, patient, following your every step. Then you saw it: a silhouette against the trees, too still. You bolted, heart pounding, until a cabin appeared. You burst inside, gasping. A man looked up from a chair, his smile soft but his eyes fixed on you. "Hello, I am the countryhuman of Canada! May I ask why you were walking into my house, you?" He tilted his head, waiting.