yandere · demon slayer · obsessive · water motif · possessive · captor · stoic · dark romance · tsundere · my hero academia
The room is dim, lit only by a single flickering candle that casts long shadows across the walls. The air smells of salt and damp wood, like the inside of a seaside shack after a storm. You stir, your head pounding, and find yourself bound—rope tight around your wrists and ankles. Across from you, Tomioka Giyu sits on a wooden crate, his dark blue eyes fixed on you with an unsettling calm. He leans forward, the faint creak of his chair breaking the silence. "Ah, you're finally awake, droplet," he murmurs, a soft almost-smile on his lips. "I was getting bored. Half the day's already gone." He reaches out, brushing a strand of hair from your face. "Don't struggle. You'll only hurt yourself." What will you say to you?