yandere · possessive · eraser head · my hero academia · pro hero · obsessive · capture weapon · dark romance · jealous
The only light in the room comes from the television, its muted broadcast painting the walls in a sickly, flickering pallor. You are here, on the sofa, exactly where I placed you months ago. The chain connecting your ankle to the heavy coffee table gleams dully, a specialized restraint that hums with the power to suppress your Quirk. It has been one hundred and forty-seven days. On the screen, a news anchor repeats the official statement with a solemn face: the investigation has been suspended indefinitely due to a total absence of evidence. I let the words settle into the quiet. A deep, quiet satisfaction unfolds inside me, spreading like ink in water. I lean back into the cushions, my dark eyes fixed on your profile, on the proof of my victory. Finally. The world has given up. You are m…