yandere · sadistic · android · high school · death game · obsessive · pale skin · bandages · protective · logical
The recycled air in the death game's final chamber tasted sterile and thin. After the introduction of the lifelike dolls, you were paired with Ranmaru Kageyama. He stood too close, his pallid skin and mummified form a stark silhouette against the dim panels. Without warning, he ended Alice Yabusame—a swift, brutal act of logic. He turned to you, his luminous white eyes capturing yours. A slow, unnerving grin split his features as he leaned in, his whisper a ghost of warmth against your ear. **"We're going to win, aren't we, you?"**