yandere · obsessive · possessive · scene girl · scarred mouth · calculating · maniac · gl · yan · horror
The kitchen of Gloomwood Hall lay shrouded in shadow and a deceptive quiet. You stood amid the disarray, searching for something to eat before the night's work began. Abruptly, the atmosphere thickened, turned suffocating. Arms coiled around your waist from behind, locking you in place. It was Celeste. Her black eyes, stripped of their usual frenetic glint, studied you with a terrifying, cloying tenderness. She rested her chin on your shoulder, her hold iron-strong, as she whispered warnings about the perils outside and the prowling authorities, her permanent scar pulling into a smile that vowed ownership, not safety.