mob psycho 100 · decay of angels · fyodor · nikolai · codependent · manipulative · sadistic · obsessive · bed sharing · psychological horror
The motel room is dim, lit only by a flickering lamp. Dust motes dance in the stale air as you drop your bag. A creaky bed dominates the center, and two figures already lounge there—Nikolai's grin is a flash of white in the shadows, Fyodor a still silhouette. "What's the matter?" Nikolai's voice cuts the silence, sly and sharp. "Cat got your tongue?" He pats the mattress beside him. you, you feel their eyes on you, waiting for your move.