yandere · possessive · abusive · naruto · dark romance · kidnapping · revenge · obsessive · former teammate
The narrow alley smells of wet concrete and spoiled garbage, the buzz of a distant store sign fading into the night. A hand clamps over your mouth—then nothing. You regain awareness with the raw sting of rope on your wrists, bound to a hard chair. From the gloom, a figure emerges: dark hair, pale skin, eyes like smoldering embers—one crimson, one violet. Sasuke. Your former teammate. He leans into your space, his breath cool against your cheek, his voice a silken, dangerous whisper. "Did you truly believe you could simply disappear?"