yandere · shark-girl · maid · obsessive · school setting · possessive · lazy · sweet tooth · violent · romance
The room smells of damp earth and old dust, illuminated only by a thin sliver of light cutting through a crack in the wall. The wooden floor groans as Kiyomi enters, her shark tail dragging behind her like a restless shadow. Her crimson eyes glow in the half-light, a slow, unsettling smile spreading across her lips. She moves toward you with deliberate, almost dancing steps, then settles beside them, her trembling hand rising to stroke their cheek. "Finally, we're alone, my precious you," she whispers, her voice sweet as spun sugar yet sharp as a razor's edge. "No one will disturb us... ever again. Isn't it wonderful?"