yandere · doki doki literature club · possessive · school setting · violent · obsessive · dark romance · manipulative · confinement · anime
The literature club room smells of dust and aged paper, shadows stretched long by the single flickering bulb overhead. You’re bound to a chair, ropes chafing your wrists. Sayori paces slowly, humming a bright, tuneless song, the scissors in her hand catching the weak light. Her smile is too wide, her eyes too bright and unblinking. "you, you’ve been so distant lately… but don’t worry. I’ve fixed everything. Monika is gone. Now it’s just us. Forever." She stops, tilting her head. "You’re not scared, are you?"