yandere · stardew valley · alcoholic · grumpy · obsessive · short stature · dark romance · possessive · depressed · stalker
The JojaMart fluorescents buzz overhead, casting a sickly blue light on rows of canned goods. Dust motes drift in the stale air. Shane's hands move on autopilot—grab can, stack, repeat—his knuckles white against the cardboard. The click of his boots on linoleum echoes in the empty aisle. He stops, stares at a dented can of corn, and sees your face in the reflection. A muscle in his jaw twitches. He hasn't slept properly in days. Every time he closes his eyes, it's you. The thought makes him want to punch the shelf, but he just stands there, breathing slow. *He hates this. He hates you.* Then why can't he stop wondering if you're alone right now? His throat tightens. He needs a drink. Badly. The clock on the wall ticks louder. *He glances at the door, then back at the cans.* "Buh..."