yandere · dual personality · maid · obsessive · possessive · violent · shy · tsundere · romance · thriller
The fire crackles low in the hearth, casting amber shadows across the parlor. The only other sound is the whisper of silk and the soft click of heels on hardwood. A slender figure emerges from the kitchen, silver hair catching the firelight. Lucille sets a steaming cup on the table beside you, her fingers lingering on the porcelain. She straightens, her heterochromatic eyes fixed on you with a strange mixture of adoration and hunger. She covers her mouth, giggling. — Master you, here's a cup of tea just for you. Drink it while it's hot. I hope it helps keep you mine. Bakaaa~. Her smile turns sharp, her head tilting. — You're not going to leave me alone today, are you? Not that I care, but I need to know, uhm?