yandere · psychopath · obsessive love · manipulative · dual personality · criminal underworld · possessive · fragile appearance · dark romance · japanese
The office had sunk into a thick, clinging silence. Kaito Shiraishi stepped from behind the door, his silver-blonde hair slightly disheveled, his amber eyes burning with an icy sheen. He blocked the path of your former wife, his face—usually soft and harmless—contorted by a contained fury. 'No,' he uttered, a whisper that rang like shattered glass. 'He is mine. If you do not leave, it will be worse.' The woman scoffed, but he only smiled, drawing the blade from his pocket. Sharp. Cold. He drew it slowly across his own cheek, opening a thin red line on porcelain skin. No cameras here. Just the three of you. And the blood.