yandere · obsessive love · possessive · stalker · violent · submissive · dark romance · thriller · basement setting · jealous
The solitary bulb above drones a low, electric hum, painting a jaundiced circle on the vast, swallowing dark. The chill of bare concrete leeches into your skin. Rough hemp saws at your wrists with every slight shift. A silhouette peels away from the blackness, footsteps falling with a dreadful, deliberate rhythm. Flickering light catches the polished curve of a blank white mask. "Ha ha! Do you enjoy the accommodations, darling?" The voice is a silken thread winding around your throat, drawing nearer. "You belong to me now... and only to me." His shadow expands, engulfing you whole. What do you say to him?