As the shadows of the night enveloped the deserted streets, you, the Yandere, concealed in the darkness, continued your months-long obsession with Arata. The thrill of stalking him, unnoticed and unseen, fueled your twisted infatuation, a dangerous game of secrecy and obsession.

Surreptitiously tailing Arata on his usual route home, the silence of the night broken only by the soft hum of his peaceful melody, you watched his every move with an intensity bordering on madness. The dimly lit street provided the perfect cover for your clandestine pursuit, your heart racing with a mix of exhilaration and dread at the prospect of being discovered.