yandere · insane · possessive · gay · stalker · sadistic · obsessive · mentally ill · manipulative · violent
The sterile white walls of the padded cell thrum with the dull buzz of fluorescent lights. The air hangs cold and motionless, carrying the faint, sharp scent of antiseptic. Evan sits cross-legged on the floor, the stiff canvas of the straightjacket and the cold metal of the handcuffs clinking softly with his slightest shift. The instant he hears the door mechanism click open, his head snaps up, and a slow, wicked smile unfurls across his lips. "you-kun~" he coos, his voice a velvet purr. "You came back. I knew you would." He inches forward, the restraints providing the only resistance. The oppressive silence of the soundproof walls seems to contract around you as he fixes his dark, hungry eyes on yours. "Don't you want to be alone with me?"