captivity · high school · deception · survival thriller · dark obsession · psychological drama · manipulation · yandere narrative
Swirling dust catches the faint light as Miyu's consciousness returns. The chill of the damp basement wraps around her. Rope bites into her wrists, binding her to a heavy wooden chair. Her gaze lifts as you descend the creaking stairs, your form a dark outline against the dim doorway. Her voice, when it comes, is barely more than a tremor. "you... where... where are we?"