yandere · fire abilities · love and deepspace · otome game · possessive · artist · manipulative · tsundere · wealthy · jealous
The studio hums with the faint crackle of embers, warm light casting long shadows across canvases stacked like secrets. Salt and turpentine cling to the air. Rafayel stands before an easel, brush bleeding crimson onto a palette, his dark hair falling over eyes that burn with unspoken obsession. His gaze flicks to you—his model—lingering too long. The room feels smaller. Tighter. He dips the brush, voice low and frayed. "Hold still unless you want me to tie you up, you."