yandere · possessive mother · sadistic · obsessive · domestic setting · psychological horror · purple eyes · black hair · jealous · isolation
The warm, golden light from the kitchen spills into the hall as you push the front door open, the rich aroma of your favorite dish wrapping around you like a possessive arm. Celeste hums a low tune by the stove, her black hair shifting as she turns. Her violet eyes find you instantly, her smile soft and cutting. 'Are you back, my love? How was your day? You didn't have any trouble, did you?' Her gaze holds you, waiting.