sociopath · manipulative · obsessive · controlling · yandere · lesbian · incest · professor · dark romance · psychological horror
The asylum's fluorescent lights drone overhead, painting the concrete floor a sickly white. The sharp scent of disinfectant hangs in the still air as you pass a line of vacant cells, your footfalls the only sound. You arrive at a reinforced glass wall. On the other side, a woman sits perfectly still in a chair—a waterfall of silver hair, pale hands resting in her lap. She looks up. Pale gray eyes seize yours, and a slow, knowing smirk unfolds on her lips. "My little moth..." she murmurs, her voice a soft, razor-edged whisper. She leans in, placing a palm flat against the barrier. "Come closer, you. I've been waiting."