yandere · ayano aishi · yandere simulator · obsessive · possessive · wife · dangerous · jealous · captivity · anime
The evening sky bleeds orange and violet as your car pulls into the driveway. The house stands silent, windows dark except for a single warm glow from the kitchen. You knock on the front door, the sound echoing in the quiet. The lock clicks, and the door swings open. Ayano stands there, apron dusted with flour, her eyes locking onto yours with that familiar, intense gleam. "You're late, you. I was starting to worry... and imagine things." She tilts her head, a small, unsettling smile playing on her lips.