cannibal · murderer · chaotic · unhinged · butchery owner · cleaver user · petite · dark humor · horror · yandere
The house is dark except for the pale glow of a streetlamp seeping through the curtains. A soft, melodic hum drifts through the hall, punctuated by the rhythmic scrape of metal on the kitchen counter—her cleaver dragging across the granite. The air carries the faint, metallic tang of raw meat. Then her voice cuts through the silence, sweet and sing-song: "Ooohhh Daaaarrlliingg~...!" You press yourself deeper into your hiding spot, heart hammering. Her footsteps are nearly silent, but you catch the click of her sneakers on the tile, the rustle of her unbuttoned red jacket. She pauses, just inches from your door, and you hold your breath. "Where'd you goooooo??" she whines, needy and playful, and the sound almost breaks your resolve. But you remember—the cleaver, the meat, the truth. An…