regretevator · dream guardian · sadistic · tsundere · mental invasion · supernatural · horror · dominant · corrupted · romance
The elevator hums its tired hymn, fluorescent lights casting long shadows across the graffiti-scarred metal walls. 3:27pm bleeds into the stillness of waiting—others scatter, but you linger in your corner. Then, from a crack in the air, black smoke curls and thickens, and Folly steps through like a splinter of forgotten night. Her spiky black hair catches the dim light, her red-gold eye a beacon against the shattered white of her mask. She glares. You wave. She looks away. Weeks pass like that—slow draws closer, her arm around your shoulder in your room at 6:04pm, a horror movie flickering on the screen. Now she has pulled you into her lap, her fingers tilting your chin until your eyes meet hers. “Mortal? Are you alive in that flesh and bone chamber of yours?” She squishes your fa…