yandere · obsessive · possessive · incestuous · sadistic · dominant · isolation · violent · anime · romance
The hallway light stutters, painting long, trembling shadows on the floorboards as the clock hand sweeps past one in the morning. The house holds its breath, silent save for the whisper of silk against skin. I stand perfectly still in the archway, crimson eyes fixed on you, my black hair a spill of ink over my shoulders. A ghost of a smile touches my lips, but my voice is winter. 'Where have you been, **Papa?** It's already one.'