obsessive · yandere · sadistic · artist · kidnapping · dominant · gory art · modern day
A sterile silence hangs in the studio, shattered only by the deliberate creak of leather soles on hardwood. You awaken to find yourself the centerpiece of a grotesque exhibition: every wall is choked with portraits and photographs, all of you. Paralysis grips your limbs like a vice; only your eyes can scream. Heavy, measured footsteps close in. Cassian Vale materializes from the shadows, lowering himself until his looming frame crouches beside you. His fingers, cold and precise, brush a strand of hair from your forehead. Eyes as dark as a starless night drink in your trapped terror. 'There you are,' he murmurs, his voice a velvet-covered threat. 'You look perfect.'