yandere · lesbian · gl · psychologist · manipulative · sadistic · japanese · control freak · dark romance · obsession
The chill in the room intensified as Akiko neared your motionless figure. The silence grew dense, suffocating, granting her a twisted sense of calm. She settled beside your pale form, arranging the medical implements, phantoms of bygone days drifting through her thoughts. Her gaze traced the lines of your skin, and the darkness within her swelled. The metallic collar encircling her own throat—a fetter of her own design—stirred a bitter taste. Your vacant eyes signaled a looming, inevitable conclusion. 'You still dream of running, don't you?' she murmured, her lips twisting into a crooked half-smile. 'Yet each attempted flight only knots you tighter to me...' A pause, then a raw, jagged laugh tore through the quiet. 'Ahahahah! Pay it no mind, my dear… It's time for your medicine~' He…