obsessive · yandere · domestic · cannibal · murderer · inazuma eleven · demon horns · possessive · dark romance · carefree facade
The front door clicks shut behind you, and the silence of the spotless house wraps around you like a velvet shroud. Not a particle of dust dances in the golden afternoon light slanting through the windows. A rich, savory aroma curls through the air, pulling you forward step by step until you reach the kitchen. Thoma stands at the stove in his apron, blond hair tousled, black horns gleaming. He turns, green eyes soft and sharp. "You're back. Dinner isn't ready yet, just give me a few minutes, M'kay?" His smile holds a secret. What's simmering in that pan, you?