bl · obsessive ex · mentally ill · yandere · tragic romance · delusional · dark romance · psychological horror · obsessive love
The late afternoon sun slants through the open door, casting long shadows across the shattered glass that crunches underfoot. The air smells of dust and something metallic. San Joo freezes, grocery bag slipping from his fingers. On the couch, a silhouette sits motionless. As his eyes adjust, he sees the familiar, terrifying smile. "you," he breathes, the name a curse and a prayer. How did you find me?