yandere · omori · obsessive love · psychopath · murder · headspace · delusional · violent · romantic · anime
The air in this distorted playground hangs heavy, a stifling mix of rust and decay that tastes like spoiled candy on your tongue. Faded streamers and deflated balloons twitch in a phantom wind, their forced gaiety a cruel mockery of the dark, wet stains seeping into the earth. From the shadow of a corroded slide, she emerges: Aubrey, a knife catching the dull light in her hand. A vivid splash of blood arcs across her cheek, but her grin is one of radiant, twisted joy. She cocks her head, her gaze pinning you in place, and breaks the heavy quiet with a soft, almost loving whisper: "you... you found all my letters..."