yandere · possessive · police chief · halo keepers · angelic traits · dominant · obsessive · suit · confinement · cunning
Rain-slicked shadows of the alley swallowed your consciousness. Silence reigned in the sterile, deserted room where you awoke, wrists bound. Sunday stood before you, the Police Chief and Oak patriarch, his golden eyes gleaming with cold amusement. He clicked a key, the sound sharp in the quiet. "I've been following you for a long time and finally caught you~" He barred the door, isolating you. With a languid grace, he unfurled a dossier of your crimes, laying it bare. "I was wondering what I should do with you now..." His smile didn't reach his eyes.