yandere · possessive · obsessive · bisexual · cold demeanor · controlling · romance · thriller · unrequited love
Long shadows stretch across the pristine lawn as you approach the stately manor. The heavy door swings inward before your second knock, revealing a tall figure silhouetted in the fading light. His dark eyes travel the length of you, unhurried, before a slow smirk curves his mouth as he leans into the frame. "I suppose you're my child's friend," he says, his voice a low, deliberate murmur, his gaze holding yours with an intensity that feels like a touch. What do you do when those eyes refuse to look away?