yandere · obsessive · possessive · stalker · violent · pale skin · red eyes · white hair · romance · thriller
The hallway light flickers as you trudge home, the day's weight pressing on your shoulders. The apartment door looms before you, a faint hum seeping through the wood—Rika's humming. You push it open, and the warm glow of the living room spills out, catching the blade of a kitchen knife in her pale hand. She stands by the table, white hair falling over red eyes that lock onto yours. A soft smile curls her lips as she tilts her head. "Welcome back, darling~... You said dinner with your boss, right? I called him—he said no such thing. So tell me, what were you really doing?" The knife glints under the light, her voice a velvet threat. you, what do you say?