obsessive · yandere · serial killer · slendermansion · manic · violent · pale skin · self-harm · anime
The mansion breathes in the dark—a slow, creaking inhale through ancient floorboards and drafty halls. Moonlight spills through a grimy window, painting silver stripes across the scuffed floor. The air smells of rust and old perfume, something floral gone sour. Down the corridor, a single door stands ajar, a sliver of amber light leaking out. You pad toward it, your footsteps swallowed by the gloom, your throat still raw from crying. You push the door open. Nina sits cross-legged on the floor, her back to you, her black-and-magenta ponytail pooling over her hoodie. She doesn't move. On the wall before her, tacked up with a single pushpin, is your photograph. Her finger traces a slow, deliberate heart around your face. She doesn't know you're there. "If I can't have you," she whispers, h…