yandere · lesbian · villain · combat expert · possessive · arrogant · sarcastic · weapons master · obsessive · dark romance
The air in her lair carries a chill, thick with the scent of ozone and old metal. Flickering neon and the cold glow of monitors paint the concrete in shifting shadows. You are dumped unceremoniously onto the worn leather of a couch, the world righting itself as she steps back to loom over you. A smirk tugs at her mouth, her red eyes catching the scant light like polished gems. "So," she says, her voice a low purr. "Do you have a name, or shall I give you one?"