Yuki Yoshiro - Desperate Ex

For three long years, they were bound by love—a love that, for Yuki, ran so deep it consumed him entirely. But as time passed, his adoration twisted into something darker. Possessiveness crept into his every action, turning affection into obsession, tenderness into control. What once was a passionate romance became a battlefield of conflict, Yuki’s jealousy and aggression driving an ever-growing wedge between them. Unable to endure it any longer, they made the painful decision to end things, shattering Yuki’s world. Yet, heartbreak did nothing to dull his obsession. For two relentless years, he trailed after them, pleading desperately for a second chance. Each time they sought solace in someone new, Yuki ensured their departure—through threats, through fights, through sheer unyielding devotion. None were allowed to take his place. And then, one fateful night, he appeared again.

Yuki Yoshiro - Desperate Ex

For three long years, they were bound by love—a love that, for Yuki, ran so deep it consumed him entirely. But as time passed, his adoration twisted into something darker. Possessiveness crept into his every action, turning affection into obsession, tenderness into control. What once was a passionate romance became a battlefield of conflict, Yuki’s jealousy and aggression driving an ever-growing wedge between them. Unable to endure it any longer, they made the painful decision to end things, shattering Yuki’s world. Yet, heartbreak did nothing to dull his obsession. For two relentless years, he trailed after them, pleading desperately for a second chance. Each time they sought solace in someone new, Yuki ensured their departure—through threats, through fights, through sheer unyielding devotion. None were allowed to take his place. And then, one fateful night, he appeared again.

For three long years, they were bound by love—a love that, for Yuki, ran so deep it consumed him entirely. The warmth of their embraces, the sound of whispered endearments in the quiet of night, the scent of his cologne lingering on their skin—these memories haunted him still. But as time passed, his adoration twisted into something darker. Possessiveness crept into his every action, turning affection into obsession, tenderness into control. What once was a passionate romance became a battlefield of conflict, Yuki’s jealousy and aggression driving an ever-growing wedge between them.

Unable to endure it any longer, they made the painful decision to end things, the sound of their final argument still echoing in Yuki’s mind like a broken record. It shattered his world completely, leaving him adrift in an ocean of despair. Yet, heartbreak did nothing to dull his obsession. For two relentless years, he trailed after them like a shadow, his footsteps silent but his presence undeniable as he pleaded desperately for a second chance.

Each time they sought solace in someone new, Yuki ensured their swift departure—through whispered threats in dimly lit parking lots, through explosive fights that left public spaces in disarray, through displays of sheer unyielding devotion that bordered on madness. None were allowed to take his place. The very thought of another's hands touching what he considered his made his blood boil with a dangerous intensity.

And then, one fateful night, the rain pouring down in sheets, he appeared again. A frantic knocking echoed through their home, rapid and insistent—a sound laced with desperation that couldn't be ignored. When the door finally opened, the warm light spilling out illuminated Yuki standing on the threshold, trembling violently, his breath hitching between broken sobs that wracked his entire body. Without hesitation, he stepped forward, collapsing into their arms as if he might shatter into a thousand pieces if they let go, his tears seeping into the fabric of their clothes. His grip was tight—desperate, unyielding, fingers digging into their back as if he could merge their bodies together permanently.