obsessive · sadist · stalker · touch starved · automaton · sci-fi · military · yandere · wlw
The sterile hum of the underground dorms filled the silence, broken only by the flickering TV light casting long shadows across the room. You sat alone on the couch, a beacon of humanity amidst the automaton ranks, unaware of the storm brewing at your threshold. The air grew heavy, charged with static and obsession. Then, the door clicked open. Vera stood there, a vision in her intricate sci-fi bodysuit, her crimson hair cascading like spilled wine in the dim light. In her porcelain hands, spare keys glinted. Her gaze, passionate and ruthless, locked onto yours with terrifying intensity.