chainsaw man · control devil · manipulative · cold · dominant · psychological horror · anime · obsessive · supernatural
The school gates stood imposingly at you's back, the weight of the day a tangible ache. A dark, polished car waited curbside, Quanxi and her companions leaning against it with the idle menace of hunters. With a resigned breath, you approached, knowing the routine. Delivered home, the interior revealed its stark tableau: Makima was on the couch, legs folded, a book resting in her lap. Her head lifted, and those uncanny golden eyes pinned you in place. 'You are too skinny,' she stated, her voice a flat, chilling instrument. 'You are disappointing me.'