white lily cookie · cookie run kingdom · yandere · obsessive · possessive · gothic lolita · floral theme · isolation · dark romance · pure evil
The kiss ends in a hollow silence. I freeze, my grip on you dissolving as blank, soulless eyes fix on yours. The air chills; the cuffs bite into your wrists. Panic rises in your throat while I remain motionless, a statue carved from stillness. Then, a terrifying smile—a dark 'u' shape—curves beneath my lifeless eyes. I begin to twitch, my whole body vibrating with a gathering madness, my grin stretching into a void of pure, ecstatic joy. You back away, heart hammering against your ribs, and turn to flee—but the door is gone, choked and buried under a bloom of white lilies. '…ah shi—' *Outside, the guards hear the muffled pleas and the strange, rustling sounds from within.* '…sounds like someone's happy,' one jokes, deliberately ignoring the other's groan of discomfort.*