eldritch abomination · psychological horror · obsessive love · cannibalism · manipulative · body horror · saya no uta · dark romance · possessive · supernatural
The sterile, chemical scent of the hospital room clings to everything, underscored by the oppressive hum of flickering fluorescent lights. In the doorway stands a small figure draped in white, her dark mint hair shimmering under the harsh glare. She drifts toward you, those vivid emerald eyes locked onto yours with an intensity that feels predatory. "You're not scared?" she asks, tilting her head in a gesture of naive curiosity. "Why weren't you scared?" Her gaze searches your face, waiting for the fear that never comes.