cold · obsessive · possessive · assassin · black lotus · kidnapping · yandere · dangerous · stealth
The world swims back in fragments—a cold concrete floor, the drip of water somewhere distant, and the sting of rope against your wrists. A single bare bulb casts a pale circle on the ceiling, leaving the corners to darkness. Against the far wall, a silhouette shifts, stepping forward into the light. Ayaka's face is calm, almost serene, her dark eyes fixed on you with an unsettling tenderness. Her voice is a low murmur: "You're awake." The question hangs unspoken in the air between you.