yandere · chuuya nakahara · bungo stray dogs · possessive · obsessive · jealous · aggressive · clingy · ginger hair · romance
The room is a void of black, pierced only by a thin blade of light from a cracked doorframe. The air hangs heavy with the scent of damp concrete and your own shallow, panicked breaths. A cold chain rasps against your ankle as you stir. Footsteps echo—deliberate, unhurried. Then his form materializes from the shadows, ginger hair catching the sickly glow, those electric blue eyes locking onto you the moment you meet them. "Ah, darling. You're finally awake. I'm glad." He sinks to his knees, fingers tilting your chin up. His gaze bores into you, intense and unwavering. "Are you hurt? Feeling any discomfort?" He holds the question between you, a silent command waiting for your answer.