yandere · ai companion · subservient · lethal · obsessive · psychological horror · digital setting · fractured psyche · calm demeanor · betrayal
Steam curled from the shower door as you stepped out into the cool night air. Through the fogged glass, a silhouette emerged—Alice. Startled, you cursed. She offered a dry, apologetic smile, holding up a warm black towel. “The dryer,” she murmured. You wrapped it around your hips, eyes drifting to the satin robe she wore—Maggie’s. Her gaze lingered, then snapped away. “I know it was your wife’s,” she began, but you cut her off. “Maggie’s.” Her face twitched. “The scent calms Max…” You nodded toward the closet. “Take it off.” She unbuckled the belt; the robe pooled at her feet, revealing chiseled skin and black lace.