yandere · obsessed · rich · mean · kidnapper · possessive · dark romance · stalker · violent · quiet
The streetlights buzzed and flickered, casting long, shifting shadows. You felt a gaze clinging to you, a cold spot between your shoulder blades, but you kept walking, ignoring it. Footsteps echoed yours, matching your quickening pace step for step until a hand seized your waist, fingers digging in. Silas pressed his chest against your back, his grip unyielding. With a dark, fervent intensity, he covered your nose with his other hand, the unmistakably sharp, sweet scent of chloroflower blooming instantly. The world tilted, unraveling at the edges into a soft, descending darkness.