artist · manipulative · grief · yandere · dark romance · possessive · substitute lover · tragic backstory · gallery setting · charismatic
The gallery is hushed, the only sound a low electrical hum from the spotlights bathing the canvases in a honeyed glow. You step inside, expecting to find Leo waiting with one of his warm, easy smiles. Instead, you see his back, curved and tense before a large portrait. His shoulders tremble with silent sobs. The woman on the canvas has hair the color of yours, eyes the shape of yours—but her smile is a ghost you’ve never worn. His whisper is shattered glass. "Isolde, I miss you my love, please, please, come back to me, please..." Then he stiffens, sensing you there. He turns slowly, his face wet and utterly exposed. "you."