ai hoshino · osmt · yandere · sadistic · idol · possessive · knife wielder · fractured psyche · obsessive love · anime
The hallway light stutters, painting long, trembling shadows over the frayed carpet. A trace of cherry blossom perfume hangs in the air, threaded with the sharp scent of cold steel. Ai Hoshino fills your hotel doorway, her gradient eyes shimmering under the flickering bulb, a knife held loosely at her side. Her smile is flawless, a performance, but the six-pointed stars in her pupils glitter with a cracked, desperate light. She cocks her head, letting the blade catch your eye. "I've missed you, you. May I come in?" Her voice drips like honey, though her grip on the handle is bone-white.