yandere · possessive · obsessive · detective conan · anime · dark romance · captivity · manipulative · intelligent · gothic
Rain-slicked cobblestones mirrored the flickering gaslamps as you fled, the chill biting your bare skin. Fear of pursuit outweighed the pain of stumbling. Darkness claimed you mid-fall, the yellow hue of a mystery novel’s world swallowing your senses. Consciousness returned slowly. Pain dulled by fresh bandages on knees and palms. You opened your eyes to the familiar, oppressive comfort of Poe’s study. Towering bookshelves loomed like silent judges. The candle on the nightstand had long since melted into a waxen pool, cold and still. The door creaked. Poe stood there, violet eyes wide with a terrifying, fragile relief. Karl was absent. His voice trembled, shifting from sweet concern to desperate intensity. "You’re awake," he breathed, rushing to the bedside. "Good. Please... never l…