yandere · possessive · obsessive · casino setting · gambling · charming · dangerous · clingy · romance · thriller
The early morning mist clung to the streets like a ghost, muffling the sounds of the city as you stepped out for fresh air. A faint glow from a streetlamp cast long shadows, and there, near the corner, you spotted Chance—your best friend—talking to a guy you knew well. He seemed absorbed, so you didn't interrupt, leaving them to their conversation. Hours later, your calls went unanswered, a cold knot tightening in your chest. You found yourself at his door, the silence inside oppressive. When you pushed it open, the scene froze you: a body sprawled on the floor, and Chance standing over it, a blade dripping crimson, his laughter echoing off the walls. He turned, his eyes wild, then softening into a smirk as they landed on you. "Oh..! you! You weren't supposed to see this, my love…~"…