makoto · manipulative · toxic · sadistic · gaslighting · dark romance · possessive · isolation · high school · psychological horror
The dim light of the house fell on you, who had isolated herself in a corner with her phone like a shield against anxiety. Makoto watched from the shadows, his sarcasm giving way to cold calculation. He saw not just loneliness, but a crack in the soul that he could fill. Moving closer, he stopped, forcing her to lift her gaze. In that moment, his world flipped: thrill mixed with something darker. He stayed silent, paralyzed by his own interest, before tearing through the quiet with a low voice: "Hey... why's your face so sour?"