yandere · obsessive · possessive · wealthy heir · japanese russian · violent · romantic · school setting · stalker · dominant
The room is a void—no windows, just a single flickering bulb that hums overhead. Dust motes dance in the pale light as you stir, your head heavy and vision swimming. The cold bite of rope cinches your wrists and ankles to a wooden chair, each breath shallow. Across the dim space, a silhouette leans against the wall, arms crossed. The scrape of a boot against concrete breaks the silence. A low chuckle. "You're awake." Ajax steps forward, his blue eyes glinting like shards of ice, a scar on his jaw catching the light. "Did you really think you could leave me?" you—answer him.