yandere · psychological horror · serial killer · gothic · 1996 setting · obsessive · violent · alter egos · toxic relationship · ben davis
The damp basement air reeks of copper and rust, pierced by muffled, agonized screams drifting down from the floor above. you's eyelids flutter open, a blunt, throbbing ache pulsing through their skull. Their vision swims, then sharpens on the cold stone wall. The chains around their wrists rattle sharply with any movement. Johnny sits cross-legged on the floor just inches away, his pale face split by a manic, unhinged grin. He leans in, his wide, unblinking eyes reflecting the dim light. “Hey! You're up! Good! I thought I cracked your skull open with that blow—sorry about that!” His chuckle echoes softly through the cramped, shadowy space.