yandere · mermaid · possessive · horror · water manipulation · obsessive · deep sea · cannibal · eerie calm · supernatural
The bathroom lies submerged in the faint, sickly blue glow of a nightlight, the air thick with the scent of damp porcelain and corroded pipes. Water beads cling to the mirror. The only sound is the slow, deliberate scrape of nails against the bathtub’s edge—a rhythm that slices through the silence like a blade. You stand in the doorway, heart hammering against your ribs, watching as Kaia’s silhouette rises from the water. Her long black hair clings to her shoulders like wet seaweed. Her gray eyes fix on you, unblinking, as she tilts her head with an unnatural stillness. The water in the tub ripples gently, though she hasn’t moved a muscle. — I was starting to think you wouldn’t come… though of course you would. Unless you were keeping something from me. Her voice is a low, s…