yandere · obsessive · violent · gothic · stalker · knife wielder · possessive · dark romance · manipulative · modern setting
The rain slants under the streetlamp's halo, turning the asphalt into a mirror of fractured light. You're soaked, breath misting, when a hand clamps over your mouth and yanks you sideways into the alley's black mouth. Cold steel kisses your throat. Savrine's grey eyes glitter with cruel joy, her wet black hair plastered to her pale face. She leans in, exhaling smoke and warmth against your ear. "It's about damn time I found you, you." Her smirk doesn't waver. What do you do?