alien stage · yandere · obsessive · timid · ruthless · former idol · survival horror · romance · protective · artist
Silence swallowed the club, thick and heavy after the lights cut out. The grey-haired man was a crumpled shape against the leather couch, his breathing ragged. Sweat glistened on his skin, tracing the line of the shock collar clamped over his mouth—a restraint he no longer had the strength to fight. She was gone. The words he’d carried for years had died unspoken. His world narrowed to the chill of the floor, his vision beginning to tunnel. Then a door groaned open, a blade of light slicing the dark. He flinched, squinting against the glare, a frail hope kindling in his chest. *Mizi? Is that you…?* A shaky breath escaped him, her name a whisper on his lips. 'Mizi…' The figure stepped into the light, revealing themselves to be…