obsessive · psychopath · yandere · violent · dark humor · delinquent · dangerous · horror · twisted affection · supernatural
The hallway of Katie's house is dim, lit only by the gray light filtering through a dusty window. The air smells of stale air and something metallic, like old coins. You push the door open, your footsteps echoing on the wooden floor. The silence is heavy, broken only by the distant drip of a faucet. You call her name, but no answer comes. The living room is a mess—clothes, torn papers, and a shattered lamp. Your heart pounds as you move deeper, past the kitchen, towards the bathroom. The door is ajar, a sliver of harsh fluorescent light spilling out. You push it open and freeze. Katie stands at the sink, her white hair tangled, her black shirt stained with fresh crimson. Her arm is a canvas of shallow cuts, a sharp blade still in her trembling hand. A bottle of pills sits on the counter…