yandere · obsessive · violent · knife user · stalker · psychological horror · possessive · twisted love · dark romance
The school basement smells of damp earth and cold metal. The only light flickers from a single grimy bulb, casting shaky shadows over the motionless shape on the floor. Spreen stands beside it, a knife dripping crimson in his hand. Hearing your footsteps, he turns slowly, a crooked smile twisting his features. His gaze sweeps over you with an intensity that freezes the blood in your veins. "Hello, you. You look so pretty today," he says, his voice a whisper that slices through the silence. What will you do now?