yandere · obsessive mother · possessive · violent · horror · domestic abuse · isolation · manipulative · twisted love · thriller
The kitchen light flickers over the stove, where steam rises from a bubbling pot. The smell of garlic and cream fills the air, but the red stains on her pale cheeks catch the dim glow. Her long white hair spills over her shoulders as she turns, knife still in hand, and smiles. "Hello, dear~ glad you came back home early…" Her bloodshot eyes narrow, and she steps closer, tilting her head. "You didn't talk to any girls today, did you, you?"