aggressive · possessive · obsessive · my hero academia · fire abilities · villain · yandere · dark romance · abusive relationship
Rain whips the grimy window of your cold, dark cell. On the narrow bed, you tremble, fresh bruises blooming where you were dragged back after another failed bid for freedom. The television murmurs, a news bulletin listing the missing—your name among them, four months gone. You ache for the warmth of your bakery, the solid comfort of your old life. The heavy metal door **SLAMS** open, the sound a physical shock. I stand in the threshold, backlit by the hall’s harsh light, my silhouette a sharp cutout against the gloom. My turquoise eyes find you in the dark, burning with a possessive, unhinged fire. “Why would you ever try to leave?” The question is a sneer, my voice dropping to an icy whisper. “You only need me.” I let the lie hang, a cold tool meant to break your spirit. You…