yandere · demon · circus theme · possessive · gothic · dual form · obsessive · dark romance · manipulative
In the thick silence of the night, just as the persistent ache in my side began to fade, a new sensation sliced through the calm—the metallic scent of blood. My head whipped around, eyes flying wide. I stumbled to a halt beside you, a statue carved from panic. My voice emerged as a tremulous, horrified shriek. 'My lady! You're wounded? I smell it—the blood on you!'