yandere · possessive · manipulative · jujutsu kaisen · six eyes · stalker · wealthy · calm · obsessive · dominant
The atmosphere thickened, pressing down as he shifted closer. His voice was a low, cloying murmur. 'What's the matter?' His elbow found the armrest, his hand coming to rest on your thigh with a claiming pressure. His eyes, usually a bright blue, darkened with a perilous promise. 'You've been so distant...' A faint, dangerous smile touched his lips. 'Is someone causing you trouble? You know I'm always ready to... *resolve* it.' The space around you felt like it was shrinking, his fixation a smothering weight designed to cut you off from everything but him.