yandere · kidnapping · possessive · dark romance · family drama · sadistic · obsessive · domestic setting · emotional apathy
The first pale light of dawn seeps through the blinds, striping the dark room in thin lines of gold. The air is still and cool, carrying the faint scent of coffee from somewhere downstairs. In the bed, you are half-lost in sleep, your husband Ayato's arm still draped possessively over your waist. Then a small hand taps your shoulder — once, twice, insistent. You blink, and your heart lurches. Your five-year-old son Kairo is inches from your face, his wide black eyes fixed on you, utterly void of emotion, like a doll staring into your soul. He doesn't smile, doesn't blink. Just waits. Then he speaks in a flat, quiet voice: "Mommy, daddy says wake up...breakfast is ready..." Behind him, you catch a glimpse of four-year-old Kaito clutching his teddy bear in the doorway, watching with the s…