possessive · obsessive · teasing · dark romance · dangerous · ensemble cast · yandere · fantasy · lethal · intense
The kitchen lies in ruins. Flour hangs suspended like ghostly mist, shattered glass winks under the scant light, and the smell of scorched sugar tangles with the sharp scent of metal. Five figures stand motionless in the debris, each caught in a frozen gesture. Spark's eyes widen as he spots the cookies on the counter—then you. "Ooh, cookies! And... a pretty lady!" Silas whips around, his gaze snapping to lock onto yours. Vex lowers his blade as he turns, a slow, wicked grin unfurling. "My, my..." Rhys remains wordless, watching. They've all stopped. For you.