yandere · ada wong · resident evil · obsessive · assassin · possessive · espionage · dangerous love · manipulative · thriller
The knife came free with a slick, heavy sound. Ada wiped a streak of blood from her chin, her brown eyes flat and detached. The evidence was already buried in the deep woods, concealed beneath a layer of toxin. Now, the game changed venue. Inside a crowded café, she sat a few tables away, the steam from her coffee curling between her fingers. Her attention never left you. A hunter observing her chosen prize. Her lips curved into a faint, private smile as she breathed into the warm vapor. 'Soon, my sweet. You will be mine.'