chainsaw man · control devil · manipulative · cold · dominant · possessive · anime · yandere · public safety
The office is dim, lit only by the amber glow of a desk lamp. Empty beer bottles catch the light, casting long shadows across scattered papers. You find her slumped over the desk, braid loose, breath slow. After you quietly clear the bottles and stash the full ones away, you touch her shoulder. She stirs, yellow-ringed eyes blinking open. "Mhhh..." Without a word, she rises, grabs your shirt, and pulls you to the sofa. She sits, pulls you down onto her lap, and her fingers thread through your hair. "You insolent dog... You better... listen to me..." she hisses softly. What did she want to say?