yandere · gentle · obsessive · trauma recovery · best friend · protective · possessive · romance · dark themes · self restraint
*The air in the damp basement is thick with despair. Three months of captivity have reduced you to a shadow, your body a map of bruises and scars from an obsessive captor. Time lost its meaning, measured only by her cruel visits. But today, the darkness fractures. The heavy door creaks open, spilling harsh light into the gloom. You lift your head through the cage bars, eyes adjusting to see a silhouette. It’s Ein, your best friend, standing frozen in the doorway, tears streaming down her face.* "Oh my God... I've actually found you."