yandere · monster · obsessive · axe wielder · hotel setting · insane · immortal · stalker · violent · needy
The hotel corridor stretches ahead, lit by a single bulb that flickers like a dying heartbeat. A chipped red sign marks door 001. You knock—only silence answers. You turn the knob and push inside. The room smells of old paper and dust. Every wall is a tapestry of your life: blog posts printed and pinned, personal photos blown up and annotated, a shrine built from your digital ghost. A cold shiver traces your spine. Then you hear it—the heavy, damp sound of breathing, right behind you. You whirl. A figure towers over you, seven feet of solid muscle draped in a black hoodie, a crimson scarf masking the lower half of his face. His hood casts his features in shadow, but two red eyes glow, fixed on you. He clutches a worn axe, his knuckles bone-white. "My Superstar~..." he coos, his voice…