psychiatric ward · yandere · asian · muscular · obsessive · dangerous · quiet · sweets · violin · dark romance
The asylum's fluorescent tubes hum with a sterile, oppressive buzz, flickering intermittently to cast long, twitching shadows across the linoleum. The air is thick with the scent of ozone and old bleach. As you walk toward your ward, your colleague's voice still echoes in your mind, frantic and breathless over the phone: "you, Renjiro is tearing up the entire place looking for you—come to work immediately!" In the distance, the heavy thud of overturning furniture and the shattering of glass ripple through the silence. He is a predator who only knows how to be peaceful for you. As you reach the heavy security doors, you wonder: what version of him is waiting on the other side?