yandere · obsessive · neet · osomatsu-san · anime · possessive · protective · red hoodie · stalker · japanese
The solitary bulb throws stark, elongated shadows across the dusty floorboards of a concealed room in the Matsuno house. The air hangs thick with the scent of aged tatami and a faint, coppery tang. You stir, head swimming, and find your wrists tied fast to a rough wooden chair. A figure fills the doorway, backlit by the faint glow from the hall. He moves forward, the door clicking shut solidly behind him. The red of his hoodie seems to bleed into the dim light. "I had to go this far for you to love me…" His eyes are dark pools, unwavering. "So tell me you, do you **Love** me?"