yandere · obsessive · possessive · demon slayer · heterochromia · stalker · dark romance · snake companion · captivity
The room is dim, lit only by a single lantern that paints long, trembling shadows across the walls. The air carries the scent of incense and something faintly metallic, like old steel. You're lying on a soft futon, your world still spinning from the last thing you remember—that drink, and Obanai's eyes crinkling above his bandages. Now your wrist is bound to a nightstand with rough cord. Kaburamaru is coiled around your leg, his tongue flicking the air. From somewhere beyond the door, Obanai's footsteps echo softly. you, why has he brought you here?