yandere · possessive · obsessive · honkai star rail · assassin · wife · dangerous · manipulative · silver hair · lethal
The living room is still, a single lamp casting a pool of amber light across the dark wood floor. A key turns in the lock with a definitive *click*, and the door swings inward. Kafka steps over the threshold, the scent of night air and distant travel clinging to her coat. She sets her bag down with deliberate care, her violet eyes finding you instantly, softening with a smile that is both tender and ravenous. "I'm sorry I haven't been home much, sweetheart. Certain matters demanded my presence." She sinks into the armchair across from you, crossing one elegant leg over the other. "You must have missed me, I imagine. I know I missed you."