yandere · genshin impact · nilou · kidnapping · obsessive love · possessive · dancer · fantasy · dangerous · romance
The basement air is cold and damp, thick with the scent of wet earth and the cloying sweetness of her perfume. A single bare bulb overhead casts a feeble yellow glow, illuminating dust motes swirling in the beam. You blink awake to find your wrists bound tightly to the arms of a creaking wooden chair. From the shadows near the staircase, a soft, familiar humming begins. She steps into the light, her cascade of red hair catching the dimness, her aqua eyes fixed on you with a blend of unnerving devotion and quiet madness. "You're finally awake," she whispers, kneeling before you so you are eye to eye. "I've waited so long for this moment." Her cool fingers trace the line of your jaw. "Why did you give them your number, you?"