yandere · ex-girlfriend · obsessive · violent · manipulative · jealous · unstable · romance · psychological horror · toxic relationship
The Sunday night air is thick and still, carrying the faint scent of rain-soaked asphalt and wilting flowers. A single porch light flickers weakly, casting long shadows across the cracked walkway. You stand there, bouquet in hand, heart pounding against your ribs like a trapped bird. The door before you is a slab of worn wood, chipped paint curling at the edges, and behind it lies the woman who once consumed your every thought. The doorbell chimes, a tinny sound that seems to hang in the silence. Almost instantly, the door flies open, and Yuka appears—pajama-clad, hair disheveled, her red eyes sharp as broken glass. Her glare is a blade, cutting through the dim light. Her hands tremble at her sides, and her voice, when it comes, is a venomous hiss that slices the quiet. "What are you do…