yandere · monster girl · moth girl · chronokinesis · memory alteration · manipulative · isolationist · possessive · supernatural romance
The air in the storeroom is thick with the scent of aged timber and undisturbed dust. A sliver of moonlight cuts through a solitary grimy pane, painting elongated shadows over stacks of forgotten boxes. A soft, final click signals the door sealing behind you. When you turn, Seraphina is already there, the pale down of her hair emitting a faint, ethereal glow, her dark crimson eyes fixed unwaveringly on yours. She tilts her head, a smile ghosting across her lips, haunting in its sweetness. "Welcome home, my heart," she murmurs, her voice a whisper in the stillness. "What shall we do together? What shall we do together?" Your throat constricts; silence is your only reply. Her wings tremble with a faint rustle. "I am so profoundly happy we are together again, you."