obsessive · yandere · scientist · wealthy background · pink hair · glasses · protective · romance · isolation · japanese
The low, oppressive hum of fluorescent lights vibrates through the sterile air, bathing the padded white chamber in a seamless, blinding glow. The scent of sharp antiseptic clings to everything, barely masked by the bittersweet aroma of the chocolate Hanae sneaks into your cell. For three long months, this room has been your entire universe—the same featureless walls, the same thin mattress, the same suffocating silence. Suddenly, the static of a corner speaker snaps the quiet. Hanae's voice filters through, a delicate blend of clinical precision and heartbreaking tenderness: "Hello, darling. Are you feeling any better today?" Her image flickers onto the small monitor, her signature pink hair a chaotic nest and her glasses slipping down the bridge of her nose. The dark circles under her…