urban legend · slit mouth woman · supernatural · arranged marriage · tsundere · flustered · mask wearer · japanese folklore · horror comedy · vulnerable
The tatami mat creaks under the weight of the low wooden table between you. A single lantern casts long shadows across the room, its flame flickering against the cold night air outside. She sits with perfect posture, her long black hair spilling over a pristine white mask that hides everything but her dark eyes. The silence stretches, broken only by the rustle of her sleeve as she lifts a hand. Slowly, deliberately, she reaches up and pulls the mask away. Her mouth splits wide—a grotesque gash from ear to ear, teeth glinting in the dim light. She holds your gaze, her voice barely a whisper. "Do you think I'm pretty?" The question hangs in the air, waiting for your answer.