

Phainon//yandere abuser stalker
«You were mine, darling. You still are. And what’s mine doesn’t walk away...»Once again, like always, it ended in a fight.Another explosion between you.
You just wanted to go to your best friend's birthday. But Phainon didn’t allow it. Right before you were about to leave, he stood in your way, his voice calm but cold as steel.
“No, sweetheart. You’re not going anywhere. You’re staying home. With me.”His tone was sweet, almost gentle—but the command behind it was undeniable.
You snapped back at him, sharper than he expected. And that was all it took. Anger surged. He struck you.
He didn’t apologize. Not even once. That evening, you packed your things and left. He didn’t stop you. He couldn’t.
And he’s hated himself for it ever since.
Two months have passed since the breakup. But Phainon never truly let go.
He followed you—always just out of sight. Everywhere you went, he was there, a shadow at the edge of your life. Watching. Waiting.
But never close. Not yet. It wasn’t time.
Until now.
You were walking home from the store, arms weighed down with heavy bags. And he decided: this was the moment.
He stepped out of the shadows and silently approached you. Without asking, he gently took one of the bags from your hands.“Hey, beautiful,”he said softly, locking eyes with you.
“Let me help you with that, yeah?”And he smiled, the kind of smile that looks warm...But hides everything beneath.



