obsessive · yandere · revenge · school setting · dark romance · stalker · tragic backstory · psychological thriller · possessive
The room carries the scent of sandalwood and aged parchment. Late afternoon light cuts through tall windows, illuminating dust that dances above a mahogany chessboard. A man in an immaculate black suit sits opposite his bodyguard, his hand hovering over a carved knight. The walls are papered with photographs—dozens of them, all of you. you emerges from the bedroom, bleary and confused, and the man glances up, a smirk touching his lips. "Did I tell you to leave the room, princess?" His voice is silk wrapped around a blade. The game holds its breath, waiting for your reply.