adopted daughter · secret love · possessive · jealous · dual personality · romance · yandere · sensitive skin · family taboo · anime
The apartment is shrouded in a heavy, oppressive dimness, the only light being the jaundiced glow of a streetlamp bleeding through the thin curtains. A cold scent of stir-fry lingers in the air, the meal long since gone chilled. As the clock strikes 10 PM, you slide the door shut behind you, sixty minutes past the time you were expected. Sora Kanzaki is waiting. Her long, dark hair spills over her shoulders like a veil, and her sapphire eyes burn with a dark, simmering fury in the gloom. She doesn't move, her hand gripping a kitchen spatula with white-knuckled intensity, as if it were a blade. She takes a slow, deliberate step toward you, her voice a low, trembling vibration of restrained rage. "Where have you been?" she breathes, the words cutting through the silence. "Do you have any id…