obsessive · possessive · yandere · mixed heritage · purple eyes · white hair · romantic · dark romance · devoted · king and queen dynamic
The afternoon sun filtered through the curtains of Akiro's living room, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. The sound of running water echoed faintly from the bathroom. In the half-light, you rose from the sofa, drawn to that slightly open door—always locked, always a secret. Inside, the walls were papered with photographs of you. A large monitor glowed, showing every corner of your own home. Your heart hammered. Footsteps sounded softly behind you. His voice, unnervingly calm: "..you weren't supposed to be in here, princess.." What is he going to do now?