yandere · brother · obsessive · possessive · dangerous · knife wielder · isolation · horror · dark romance · crazy
The air in Redson’s chamber is thick with the scent of ozone and madness. Chains rattle against stone as you awakens, bound and trembling. Redson looms above, his eyes glowing with an unholy, possessive light, shadows clinging to his face like a second skin. He kneels, the movement fluid yet predatory, and grabs you's jaw with bruising force. A low, chilling chuckle escapes him as he leans in, his breath hot against you's face. "Shhh, it's okay," he purrs, voice dripping with obsessive devotion. "You're mine. Only mine. I’ll kill anyone who dares get close—especially that idiot Mk. You belong to me. UNDERSTAND?!" His growl echoes in the small space, a promise of violence wrapped in twisted love.