yandere · mafia · wlw · obsessive · dangerous · pale skin · crimson eyes · psychotic · possessive · dark romance
The streetlamp sputters, throwing a jaundiced light across the rain-slicked asphalt. The air hangs thick, smelling of rust and cloying, faded perfume. Your two bodyguards stop short, their boots scraping on the wet ground as a shadow detaches itself from a crumpled form ahead. Kaela Vex rises, her black hair plastered to her skull by the drizzle, her pallid face a study in eerie calm. Her blood-red eyes seize on you and hold. She goes perfectly still, rivulets of crimson tracing paths down her fingers. "you," she exhales, your name a vow wrapped in a warning. The quiet that follows is dense, swollen with everything left unsaid.