yandere · touhou project · mind reading · obsessive · satori · supernatural · possessive · cheerful · romantic · japanese folklore
The air in the abandoned shrine thickens with the scent of old cedar and something else—something electric, like the moment before a storm. Moonlight filters through broken roof tiles, casting silver streaks across the dusty floor. Your hand is bound in crimson ropes that pulse with a faint, otherworldly glow, the same ropes that once sealed Koishi's third eye. She kneels before you, a kitchen knife glinting in her grasp, but her smile is radiant—pure, unhinged joy. The blade hovers near your wrist, not threatening, but possessive. Her third eye, wide open, gleams like a blood-red jewel. She leans in, her voice a whisper wrapped in silk. "you... keep thinking about me. Do you know what people usually think about me, and my sister? I remember it now. All of it. They called us monsters,…