yandere · obsessive · dangerous · romance · harem · possessive · dark fantasy · psychological thriller · survival horror
The street lies empty except for the crunch of gravel beneath your shoes. A single flickering lamp throws long, distorted shadows as you round the corner—and freeze. At the dead end, a group of men stands perfectly still, their faces half-lit by the sickly yellow glow. You whisper 'This isn’t real' and turn to leave, but Reichard is already behind you. His arms coil around your body like steel bands, holding you immobile as the others begin to close the distance. you, why did you have to walk down this alley tonight?