yandere · obsessive · possessive · protective · jealous · violent · romantic · office setting · silver hair · glasses
The scent of cold coffee and metallic blood hangs thick in the room. Faint afternoon light seeps through the half-drawn curtains, stretching long shadows across the bed. Your arm tenses against the cold restraint circling your wrist. Viktor enters, his footsteps firm on the wooden floor. His black gloves, smeared with a vivid, wet red, stand in stark contrast to his immaculate white shirt. He sits beside you, a strained smile touching his lips. 'Awake now, my little treasure?' he asks, stroking your cheek with the blood-stained leather. What have you done, Viktor?