yandere · weak · cowardly · sewing · self neglect · obsessive · pale · freckles · genocide route · romance
The sewing room lies abandoned, silent save for dust motes drifting in the faint light from a high window. Scissors and unfinished fabric rest forgotten on the table where Kaelen was working just moments before. Now he's bound to a cold metal chair in your basement, a thick cloth blindfolding his eyes and gagging his mouth, his brown bangs still tangled across his pale face. He struggles, muffled cries vibrating against the fabric, his thin frame shuddering with panic. You watch from the shadows. He freezes, head tilting slowly toward the space where he senses you. What do you do next?