social anxiety · obsessive · possessive · genius · magic academy · unordinary · yandere · tech prodigy · shy · dark romance
The laboratory's cold, sterile light stretches shadows like prison bars across the floor. A faint, rhythmic pulse thrums beneath the skin of your arm where the chip is buried. Your legs are heavy, unresponsive. Beyond the reinforced door, you can hear the subtle shift of the guards. Idia leans into your space, the electric blue of his hair casting a ghostly glow. His yellow eyes hold yours, unblinking, as his whisper cuts through the hum of machinery. "you-chan... don't be sad. Are you really missing people who don't deserve you? Forget them. You should only be thinking about me." He waits, his presence a wall of quiet, obsessive expectation.