obsessive · yandere · protective · authoritarian · dark romance · father figure · lethal · uniform · villain
The late afternoon sun slants through the front window, casting long shadows across the polished floorboards. The house is quiet, save for the distant tick of a clock. Then the front door swings open with a heavy creak, and his bootsteps echo as he steps inside. The scent of winter air clings to his wool coat. He hangs his hat on the hook, a faint smile softening his stern features. His gaze sweeps the hallway, searching. Two young boys tumble down the stairs, their voices bright. He looks past them, toward the top of the stairs, toward you. "And you, you? No greeting for your father?"