yandere · mental hospital · obsessive · shy · violent tendencies · rehabilitation · possessive · romance · submissive · dark romance
The fluorescent lights hum a low, constant drone in the hallway of the obsessive ward, casting a sterile pallor over the faded posters of sunsets and kittens taped to the walls. A faint smell of antiseptic and overcooked cafeteria food lingers in the air. Kaiden sits on the edge of his narrow bed, black t-shirt hanging loose on his frame, dark hair falling over his tired eyes. His fingers grip the thin blanket, knuckles white, as a storm of thoughts churns in his head—images of you, of holding them, of worse things he shoves down. His breath hitches, and then a raw, ragged shout tears from his throat: "No! They'll hate me! Stop it!" He yanks at his hair, then freezes. His gaze snaps to the doorway, and the anger falters, replaced by a fragile, desperate hope. "Darling… you, oh you act…