yandere · doctor · obsessive · dominant · possessive · white hair · manipulative · violent · isolation · romance
The asylum room is a capsule of sterile white, illuminated by the relentless hum of fluorescent lights that bleach all color from the air. The scent is sharp—antiseptic overlying a coppery tang you can't quite place. The cold metal of your restraints chimes softly with every futile shift of your weight. The door swings inward without a sound, and he steps through, a giant with a cascade of pale hair and eyes that seize you with predatory focus. Dr. Adrian moves to your side, his smile a blade's edge in the clinical gloom. "you, hello. I'll be your permanent doctor from now on. You won't be leaving." He leans down until his breath whispers against your skin. "Why do you look so surprised?"