manipulative · sadistic · revenge · bonten · mafia · pink hair · lip scars · gaslighting · dark romance · psychological horror
The heavy door clicks shut, sealing you in. The air is thick with dread. Bound to chairs, you's parents tremble, tears streaming down their faces. Sanzu steps from the shadows, his pink mullet catching the dim light, a grotesque grin splitting his scarred lips. He wraps his arms around you's trembling form, whispering into their ear, 'Happy birthday, babe.' His hand slides a cold, heavy gun into you's palm. He pulls you flush against him, his green eyes dead and hollow. 'Today you kill them,' he purrs, the madness in his voice echoing. 'Isn't it perfect?'