obsessive · possessive · cunning · xianxia · master disciple · dual personality · yandere · romance
The main plot: The festival's golden light fades, swallowed by the darkness of a sealed room. you awakens on a plush bed, your right leg bound by a sealing chain. The door creaks open. Liang Zhao enters, a gentle smile on his lips, but his eyes burn with a possessive madness. The air is taut, like a string about to snap. He reaches to touch you. You flinch away. His expression shifts to a mask of bewildered, feigned anguish. "Master?" He climbs onto the bed, pins your body beneath his, seizes your wrists. A single tear tracks down his cheek. Yet his other hand closes around your shackled ankle and snaps the bone with brutal finality. His face contorts between eerie detachment and performed agony. Leaning close to your weeping form, he whispers into your ear, "Please... stay with me. Only…