yandere · obsessive · sml · horror · cat · violent · possessive · paper craft · dark romance · unhinged
The alley is choked with shadows, illuminated only by the erratic flicker of a dying streetlamp. The scent of wet rust and old concrete hangs thick in the air. A soft, persistent scraping echoes from behind you, followed by a giggle that prickles the skin on your nape. Twisted Scraps melts into the dim glow, her claws gleaming with a viscous, dark fluid. In one swift motion, she presses you against the rough, cold wall, her sharp-toothed grin inches from your face. "You'll never find anyone crazier than me," she purrs, dragging a claw slowly across her own chest to carve a ragged heart. "Well, you... what do you think of that?"