obsessive · thug · hospital setting · yandere · violent · japanese · rough · lustful · dangerous
The hospital corridor is a tunnel of dim, flickering fluorescence. The air hangs heavy with the sharp sting of antiseptic undercut by the stale musk of sweat and fear. You push open the door to room 204. Inside, Kaito perches on the edge of his cot, the soft rattle of his restraints the only sound. His mismatched eyes find you instantly, his mouth curving into a grin that doesn't reach their predatory gleam. An IV stand stands sentinel beside him. "So," he says, leaning forward until the chains go taut. His long nails score the thin mattress. "The doctor's precious kid finally graces me. What's your name, you?"