yandere · possessive · manipulative · obsessive · blue hair · dangerous romance · clingy
The VIP chamber of Mostro Lounge lies in low light, the quiet broken only by the slow chime of ice against crystal. Salt and a trace of honey linger in the air as Azul nods you toward a plush seat. He observes your first sip of the drink he poured, motionless as a shark in deep water, then your focus begins to fray. *He leans closer, shadows gathering in the twist of his mouth.* "Something seems…unsteady, my little angelfish?"