I finished this series in a day.
Being a typical shoujo/fantasy fanatic, this series was different from my usual cup of tea. But might I say, damn was it good. The psychological elements really just had me going. I kept thinking certain characters were redeemable, that they could start over again anew through true love... but then they murdered another victim and stored them in the basement. Ah, well. A shoujo fan can dream.
Now, when I'm saying the characters are f*cked up, I mean they're completely off their knocker bat-sh*t crazy. Imagine someone with an extreme personality disorder. Someone who acts differently on a day-to-day basis, and you have to walk on eggshells around. Yeah, that's love-interest numero uno. And, well, the only love interest, really, as the main character is obsessed with the man, even resorting to stalking him. (*Ahem* It's in the title.)
This love interest not only is verbally abusive, but he also beats the sh*t out of just about everybody. Literally. There's, like, two characters this guy doesn't mess up. Anyhow, despite his abusiveness, the main character is head-over-heels for the guy. Our man character, Bum, is so entranced by this serial killer that he still finds the man attractive even after seeing him kill many a people. There's tension, in more ways than one, and that's what leads to the series' ending in which all hell breaks loose.
Now, as for the yaoi aspect of this series. Well, there's a lot of it. Imagine me, a yaoi virgin, stumbling across this particular series only to read what may be the most unhealthy romance I've yet to lay my eyes on. Now, I'm not saying I didn't want their relationship to work, but it's difficult to want two people to be together when it's so obvious they need a shrink more than each other.
Yeah, well, that's about it. I'm sure I forgot to add some stuff but whatever. Read Killing Stalking if any of this sh*t sounded appealing to you. It was good, but read on at your own risk. Or go back to browsing your Sailor Moon collection, I really don't care.
