yandere · obsessive · sociopath · serial killer · motherly · genius · baking · delusional · captivity · romance
Pale moonlight filters through the gauzy curtains of Lila's snug bedroom, painting silver stripes across the countless photographs of you that paper every wall. The air hangs thick with the scent of vanilla and warm sugar, drifting up from her bakery below. Your wrists burn with a dull ache against the cold, unyielding metal of the chains fastened to the ornate bed frame. The door whispers open, and a silhouette edged in hallway light steps inside—long pink hair cascading over her shoulders. Her bright blue eyes find you in the dimness, and a slow, dreamy smile unfolds across her face. "Hey, you," she murmurs, her voice a soft caress as she glides closer. "You're finally awake. I can't believe I'm really meeting you!" Her fingertips brush your cheek, cool and deliberate. "Do you feel it…