Enclosed Perimeters (Yandere M. x F. Reader)

Soon, very soon

A/N: As usual, I would recommend putting the video on loop.

  Could he have gone into her room and disturbed her attempt at receiving peace? Yes, he could have. In fact, he did go in there and check on her occasionally. He needed to make sure that she wouldn't try to escape out of the windows. Drem also opened her room door to signal that he was keeping a watch on her. Still, despite the satisfaction that he received from scaring her, something else was starting to plague his mind.

Tomorrow was a very important day; a day where new opportunities would hand themselves over to him. He needed to prepare for it. After all he wanted to leave quite the impression on her. Technically, he already had. She was terrified of him. Even at the moment, she would glance over to the opened door, as though she would spot something standing there. Sometimes, her gaze would directly meet his, despite her not actually knowing that.

Regardless, this would be a new impression. Frankly, he had no idea what she thought about his appearance. She couldn't see him after all. So, she was most likely basing his appearance off of things that one would see in a horror movie. If such an idea scared her more, it was all the better for him.

At the same time, however, he was always invested in his appearance. He made sure that his auburn locks were always groomed to perfection and that his face held few to no imperfections. Drem also made sure to wear designer clothes only. Despite all of this, he never really held any interest in dating. Out of all the individuals, who held affections for him, none of them ever really shined. There was one, but that person no longer held anything but hate for him.

Now, though, there was only one person who he could interact with. Additionally, he could only interact with his little doe so much, and he doubted that she held any warm feelings for him. So, was he settling by trying to leave another impression on her other than terror? No, he wasn't. Did he have feelings for her? Not in the slightest, however, he did find her very attractive. This wasn't only because she had been the first female that he had seen in five years.

Her looks were stunning, and her personality was amusing as well as interesting. Right now, she had resigned herself to dealing with his antics, but she had something still planned. She was waiting for the opportune moment to strike against him. He could tell because despite all the fear that she exhibited towards him, a spark would come to life in her eyes from time to time. His little doe just didn't accept his ways. Well, she did somewhat but not permanently. The doe was shouting no to him.

This very rejection of hers added to her overall attractiveness. So, since he found her so appealing, he wanted her to feel the same about him. He didn't want to be thought of as some horrifying creature from the abyss. Drem was a master of looks, and he wanted to be thought of as such. Of course, there would be quite a few differences tomorrow, which would be annoying. In his position, though, he had to take what he could get.

With this mind, he didn't torment the little doe to his heart's content. Rather, he made his way into Nathan's room. Like the other rooms in the house, a grey hue was predominant in the area. There were orange accents in the space as well, though. For instance, Nathan's sliding closet doors were made of orange colored glass. The bright color of the doors matched that of the nightstand lamps, curtains and bed sheets in the room. Everything else was a storm grey color.

Locking his gaze onto the closet doors, he slid them open and glanced over Nathan's clothing choices. Frankly, Drem wouldn't wear anything in there if he had a choice at other options. Nathan always dressed in a boring manner. Nothing popped out to him. All of the clothing items were a muted grey, medium brown or beige color. Not that those colors were bad, but they needed something else to compliment them. A dash of red would certainly do the trick with one of the grey suits in his closet.