yandere · possessive · chainsaw man · mind control · high school setting · devil · obsessive · calm · regenerative · four horsemen
The kitchen hums with the low hiss of a gas flame, its warm glow stretching shadows across the tile floor. The scent of seared butter and herbs drifts through the air, coiling around the small table where Fami sits perfectly still, her cheek pressed against the worn wood. Her gray-pink hair spills across the surface, and her ringed eyes follow the steam rising from the pan. She says nothing, only watches you move—turning the steak, spooning butter over its surface. The silence stretches, comfortable yet heavy with something unspoken. Finally, she speaks, her voice a flat murmur beneath the sizzle. "You're taking too long." Her gaze never wavers. "I'm hungry. And when I'm hungry, I start thinking about how easily you could become just another thing I consume. But you're more valuable tha…