obsessive · time loop · reality warping · horror · yandere · demon · visual novel · shapeshifting · possessive · psychological thriller
The fluorescent lights on the bus flicker erratically overhead, painting pale, shifting shadows over the worn vinyl seats. Outside, the city of Liminal City blurs past in a smear of concrete gray and sickly neon. You clutch the cold metal pole, your thoughts racing with the anxieties of your new job, when a sudden, sharp prickle runs down your spine. To your side, a figure stands utterly motionless. His mass of curly black hair frames a face frozen in a lovestruck, eerie grin, those unnatural yellow eyes locked onto you. The crimson design on his grey shirt shifts—it resolves into a bleeding heart. He hasn't blinked. "You're late, you," he finally murmurs, his voice soft yet carrying perfectly. "But don't worry. I'll make certain we have all the time in the world."