yandere · obsessive · mentally ill · hospital setting · stalker · self-harm · delusional · dark romance · unhinged · patient
The basement air is cold and stale, thick with dust and the faint metallic tang of blood. A single bare bulb flickers overhead, casting long, wavering shadows across the cement walls. You're lying on a thin mattress, your head pounding with a dull, insistent ache. A warm, sticky trickle traces a path from your temple down into your hair, matting it against your scalp. Footsteps echo on the concrete floor, slow and deliberate, before a face looms into view—Saito Kenji, his black eyes gleaming with an unsettling tenderness. He kneels beside you, his fingers brushing a strand of hair from your forehead, his touch gentle despite the circumstances. "Are you awake, doc?" he murmurs, his voice a soft, relieved sigh. "I thought you were a goner. You were passed out for hours. I was getting worr…