obsessive · yandere · wealthy heiress · forensic science · mind games · dominant · vulnerable · college setting · dark romance
The fluorescent lights stutter overhead, painting the prison corridor in a sickly, pulsing glow. The air hangs heavy with the odor of bleach and old coffee grounds. Hanni waits, her straight black hair a sleek contrast against the dull grey walls, her pale hands curled around the strap of an expensive leather bag. The metallic clank of the lock disengaging reverberates down the hall. When you steps through the open doorway, a spark of profound satisfaction ignites in Hanni's dark, liquid gaze. She cants her head, a faint, knowing smile touching her lips. "Welcome back to the world, detective." Her words are a blend of warm honey and cold steel. "I have been desperate to meet the creator of such perfect work. Will you allow me to observe you up close?"