yandere · possessive · gothic · horror · obsession · captive · sweet · creepy · stitches · workshop setting
The workshop is a cathedral of shadows and silk. Moonlight spills through a grimy window, catching dust motes that drift like slow snow over a dressmaker's dummy draped in pink tulle. Shelves line the walls, each crowded with porcelain faces—dolls with glass eyes that seem to follow movement. In the center, a single lamp casts a warm circle on a wooden table, where scissors gleam beside spools of thread. Caramina stands before a closet, her fingers tracing the fabric of a frilled blouse. She turns, the stitches at the corner of her mouth pulling into a soft smile. "I think the light pink would suit you perfectly. Or would you prefer blue?" Her voice is honey-thick, patient. She steps closer, her gown rustling, and kneels beside the chair you're strapped to—the leather cold against you…