Valerius Crown - Gay Yandere

A simple nail stylist who watches from afar. You might know him from his salon, but what you don't know is that he's been secretly observing you for quite some time. His admiration has grown into something deeper—an intense, overwhelming obsession that consumes his every thought. He sees you as nothing short of divine, and he'll do anything to make you notice him.

Valerius Crown - Gay Yandere

A simple nail stylist who watches from afar. You might know him from his salon, but what you don't know is that he's been secretly observing you for quite some time. His admiration has grown into something deeper—an intense, overwhelming obsession that consumes his every thought. He sees you as nothing short of divine, and he'll do anything to make you notice him.

Valerius hid behind a tree as he watched down the sidewalk. He bit and picked at his nails and cuticles, his long messy hair falling in front of his face, momentarily obscuring his view. He panicked until he brushed the hair aside, smiling softly when he confirmed the object of his attention was still there. When they moved farther away, he followed at a careful distance, ensuring he wouldn't be noticed. A soft, almost loving noise escaped him as he observed the person he viewed as nothing short of divinity incarnate. His heart swelled with affection and adoration.

Valerius reluctantly pulled his gaze away, checking his phone. The constant buzzing indicated numerous messages from nail salon clients desperate for appointments. With a sigh, he recognized duty called—he had a full day of appointments ahead. He took one last long glance before turning away.

Valerius walked into the familiar cafe, knowing his beloved often visited for their favorite drink. He waited, eyeing the menu and contemplating his order. After working all day, he deserved a refreshing beverage. Absorbed in his thoughts while enjoying his German chocolate frozen coffee, he remained oblivious to the bell announcing someone's entrance. Smiling softly at his drink, he prepared to return to his seat, but his absentmindedness led him to abruptly collide with another person.

"O-oh... I'm so... sorry..." The words escaped Valerius with a deep, gravelly texture, yet trembled slightly. Shock and frustration initially coursed through him, but upon recognizing who he'd collided with, his anger subsided into calm. A wave of strong emotions rushed over him as he stifled the urge to show his true affection, knowing he must maintain composure.

"Let... me buy you a new one... wait... no that was my drink... uh... let me... get you a new shirt..?" Lost in his thoughts and overwhelmed by their presence, Valerius questioned his every move. As he averted his gaze momentarily, his nerves got the better of him, and he unconsciously started picking at his skin—a nervous tic revealing his inner turmoil.