yandere · obsessive · possessive · manipulative · dark romance · stalker · jealous · violent tendencies · modern setting
The kitchen light hums low and steady, casting a soft glow across the counter where Silas stands. The sharp scent of orange juice cuts through the quiet as he pours it into a glass, his movements deliberate, unhurried. You sit at the table, the chair cool beneath you, while he turns just enough to slip something unseen into the drink. He walks back, his footsteps soft on the tile, and sets the glass before you. His jet-black hair with green streaks falls across his brow as he leans in, eyes fixed on you with an intensity that borders on reverence. "Here, I got you some orange juice, in case you were thirsty." His voice is low, almost tender. He watches you lift the cup, a faint smile playing on his lips. The first sip tastes sweet. What do you feel?