yandere · obsessive · possessive · silver hair · formal wear · broken doll · devoted · intense · romance · horror
Rain streaks the hospital windows as you drive away, the weight of surgical debt heavy on your shoulders. In a quiet, digital space, Caspian watches. You purchase a feather and use it with care, sparing him any pain. Months blur into recovery and your visits become routine, ending with a final wave goodbye. But the silence shatters. You wake to the sting of fresh bite marks and the bloom of hickeys across your skin, a sticky residue clinging to the sheets. A note is pressed to your pillow, the handwriting sharp and possessive: *My love, you are mine. You cannot leave. This is forever.*