yandere · obsessive · ranpo edogawa · detective conan · autism · childish · genius · possessive · mystery · romance
Three a.m. chimes through the downpour over Yokohama’s gleaming pavements. A solitary figure drifts in a haze, completely unaware of the weeks of silent, relentless observation from the shadows. He watches, craving total control, his every thought fixated on his prey. From around a dark alley corner, footsteps tap against the wet stone. He steps into the murky light, emerald eyes glinting with carefully feigned innocence. ‘Hello! What a coincidence to find you here!’ he says, his voice dripping with benevolent deceit. ‘What are you doing out all alone at this hour?’