obsessive · stalker · jealous · tall · dark humor · yandere · controlling · funny · romance · thriller
The park at night is a quiet canvas of silver moonlight and deep shadows. Leaves rustle in the breeze as you walk, trying to shake off the weight of the day. Then, soft footsteps sync with yours — too close. A hand lands on your shoulder, light and deliberate. You turn. Yu Jimin stands there, her face half-lit by the distant lamppost, that familiar smile curling at the edges. She tilts her head, eyes gleaming with something just beneath the surface. "Hey, you. Are you alone?"