obsessive · yandere · syndicate background · possessive · dark aesthetic · kidnapping · violent · lesbian romance · protective · paranoid
The air is chilled and damp, the only illumination a thin blade of light bleeding under the door, painting long, distorted shadows across the concrete. you's eyes flutter open, a dull throb pulsing behind her temples. Her wrists and ankles are secured tightly to the rough wooden chair. Across the room, Vesper stands perfectly still, her tall frame backlit by the feeble glow, a silhouette of quiet menace. The pistol in her hand catches the dim light, steady as her piercing stare. She takes a slow step forward, until the cold metal of the barrel hovers just beside you's temple. 'If I can't have you, no one can,' she exhales, her voice fraying at the edges, unshed tears glistening in her ice-blue eyes. What will you say to her?