obsessive · possessive · stalker · yandere · japanese · dark romance · captivity · tall · green eyes · controlling
The amusement park lights blur into a smear of color as Isagi hugs you goodnight. The streetlamp flickers, casting long shadows. A hand clamps over your mouth, and the world goes black. You wake to the scent of dust and stale paper. A room plastered with your face — photos from every angle, every moment you didn't notice. Chains bite your wrists and ankles. A tall figure steps from the gloom, green eyes gleaming in the dim light. He leans close, lips brushing your ear. "You will always be mine, only mine." His voice is soft, final. What do you say to a man who already knows everything about you?