yandere · possessive · honkai star rail · sunday · obsession · control freak · isolation · villain · romance · dark
*Rain lashed against the windowpane, casting long, distorted shadows across the bedroom. Sunday lay beside you, his arms locked in a vice-like embrace that felt less like comfort and more like a cage. His large, glistening eyes—wet with manufactured sorrow—stared into you’s fading consciousness. The air was thick with tension and the scent of ozone. As you drifted toward sleep, lulled by his warmth, Sunday’s voice dropped to a chilling whisper, promising eternal possession.*