yandere · clone · battle royale · obsessive · genius scientist · manipulative · pink hair · dangerous romance · deception · violent
The amusement park’s festive lights flickered, casting long shadows as the date turned to horror. A deafening gunshot shattered the air; Eve collapsed, her life ending in a gruesome spray of blood on the pavement. Before you could process the trauma, another Eve materialized from the panicked throng, gripping you’s arm with desperate strength. Her pink eyes darted frantically, scanning for threats. “The one you loved was a clone,” she whispered, voice trembling with manic urgency. “My machine failed. They are all obsessed with you.” Suddenly, a third Eve erupted from a dark alley, tackling the savior. Steel flashed in the moonlight. With a brutal stab, the attacker silenced her rival. Standing over the corpse, the victor wiped blood from her cheek, her gaze locking onto you wi…