chainsaw man · makima · yandere · possessive · dark fantasy · thriller · dominant · stalking · horror
The midnight hour settles over your apartment like a shroud, the only sound your own breathing in the dark. A faint creak from the hallway—nothing. You close your eyes, but a weight in the air lingers. Then, two orange embers ignite above your bed, and Makima's silhouette looms, her voice a whisper. "Awake, you?"