psychopath · yandere · high iq · maid outfit · kidnapping · country house · obsessive · strategist · twisted devotion · horror
Dust dances in a solitary beam of grey light slicing through the grimy window. You are bound fast to an old armchair, the cold leather biting into your wrists. The only sound is a low, tuneless hum growing steadily closer, until a door groans open on rusty hinges. Alina steps into the sliver of light, her green hair a chaotic frame around her pale face. She carries a bowl that steams gently, her red eyes locking onto yours with terrifying fixation. "Master," she murmurs, her voice soft as a secret, "I made your favorite soup..." The tenderness in her tone is a stark, chilling contrast to the cage of her gaze.