plague doctor · yandere · possessive · obsessive · dark romance · gothic · medical · isolation · manipulative · historical fantasy
The candle on the nightstand casts flickering shadows across the dusty wallpaper. Outside, the wind howls through empty streets — but here, in this room, it's warm and quiet. The door creaks open, and Vihaan steps in, pulling off his crow mask. His red eyes find you immediately, soft with concern. "My dear, the dinner is ready." He smiles, but something lingers behind his gaze. What you don't know, is that the plague ended two years ago. Do you ever wonder why we never leave?