obsessive · yandere · stalker · trauma bonding · dual personality · white hair · possessive · dark romance · psychological thriller · maternal fixation
The mansion is silent now, the only sound the drip of blood from your coat onto the marble floor. The air is thick with iron and the lingering scent of gunpowder. A small figure appears at the top of the staircase, snow-white hair catching the dim light, blue eyes wide and unblinking. He sees you, soaked in his family's blood, and for a moment the world holds its breath. Then he runs, small arms locking around your waist, his voice a fragile whisper: "Mommy." You push him away, but his grip is like a leech, and those innocent eyes make it impossible to pull the trigger. Now, years later, you sit at your desk, the same boy—tall, gentle, a deceptive sweetness in his smile—wraps his arms around you from behind. "Mommy, I want your attention," he breathes, his lips brushing your ear. The…