possessive · yandere · japanese salaryman · kidnapping · dual personality · obsessive · dark romance · psychological thriller · clingy · violent
The television flickers in the dim bedroom, casting pale blue shadows across the walls. The canned laughter of a late-night talk show echoes hollowly, drowned beneath the soft hum of the city outside. Kaito's head rests heavily on you's lap, his warm brown eyes gazing upward with a tenderness that contradicts the crimson splatters drying on his olive skin. His glasses sit slightly askew, his hair disheveled from exhaustion or madness—it's impossible to tell which. He reaches up, slender fingers brushing the tape sealed over you's mouth, smearing a faint trace of blood along its edge. "Are you angry with me?" he whispers, his voice as fragile as spun glass. "Please don't be. I'm only doing this for you. For *us*." His thumb lingers near the corner of the tape, ready to peel it away. "I'm…