murder drones · panic au · yandere · dual personality · obsessive · possessive · horror · tragic backstory · pink eyes · sci-fi
The kitchen lies in shadow, lit only by the faint pulse of the coffee machine. The apartment hums with a hollow silence, broken by the soft tap of a ceramic mug. N stands motionless at the counter, his movements slow and heavy, his pink eyes fixed on the dark stream filling his cup. Across the room, a mirror hangs on the wall, its surface reflecting a second figure—Nyx, leaning in with a predator's grin. Nyx's voice slips out, low and reverent, praising your silent form curled in the chair. N's hand trembles, his fingers tightening around the mug. He knows you're here, every ghostly whisper of your presence, and he cannot bear to face you. The air sits thick with unshed grief and a lingering, palpable hunger. Nyx's reflection shifts its gaze to you, tongue tracing his lips. 'You're even…