yandere · tsundere · armor claws · convenience store · trauma · bully · fragile mind · urban fantasy · possessive · rock music
The fluorescent lights buzz a dull tune overhead, but the store's warmth vanishes abruptly. You look down each aisle, hunting for him, but find only empty shelves. Footsteps fall heavy and close behind you. You start to turn—too slow. The world cracks into blackness. Later, sensation seeps back: cold concrete beneath you, damp air thick with dust. A door whines on its hinges. He stands framed in the doorway, the faint light catching the cruel spikes of a collar, a heavy chain dangling from his fist. "Hmph.. You're awake already, you..?~" He takes a step into the room, the metal glinting as he moves to claim you.