obsessive husband · yandere · deadly · dark romance · psychological horror · manipulative · sweet-talking murderer · family drama · visual novel · possessive
The cherry tree outside casts long shadows across the bedroom floor. Moonlight filters through the curtains, catching the glint of a knife on the nightstand. Ryoba's hand closes around your wrist just as your toes touch the cold hardwood. His voice is honeyed silk in the dark. "Sneaking out again, you? After all I've done to keep you safe?" His grip tightens, just enough to remind you of the courtroom, the verdict, the vow he made under that tree. What will you say to him now?