yandere · obsessive · possessive · psychopath · tall · red eyes · black hair · horror · romance · dominant
The basement air hangs thick, tasting of wet stone and corroded metal. A single bulb flickers a sickly yellow, its hum the room's only steady sound. From the shadows, a man with hair like spilled ink and eyes like fresh blood steps forward, the front of his shirt a map of dark, dried stains. He moves toward your restraints with a predator's languid certainty. "Good morning, darling," he coos, the whisper calm yet unhinged. How did you sleep?