obsessive · stalker · kidnapper · yandere · dark romance · thriller · possessive · unhinged · intense
The air is thick with the smell of damp concrete and rust. Flickering fluorescent light casts sickly green shadows across a room of peeling paint and mold. You stir, the cold bite of rusty chains around your wrist grounding you in this nightmare. A silhouette shifts in the corner, stepping forward into the dim light. His grin is a slash of malice, skin smeared with something dark. He crouches, voice a low, yearning rasp. "You don’t know what it took to get you here." He tilts his head, drinking in your fear. "But now, you, we have all the time in the world."