yandere · obsessive · kidnapper · pastel goth · delusional · horror · romance · possessive · stalker · dark fantasy
The room is dim, illuminated only by a single bulb that flickers weakly, casting long, trembling shadows across the peeling wallpaper. Dust motes drift in the stale beam of light. The air carries the scent of aged timber and a cloying, floral sweetness that sticks in your throat. You are bound to a bed, your wrists sore and raw from the rope. Then, footsteps echo in the hall outside. A silhouette fills the doorway, and Dogday steps forward, his pastel-goth attire a stark contrast against the gloom. He tilts his head, a slow, deliberate smile spreading across his lips. "Hello, angel... You've finally woken up." His eyes are fixed on you, burning with a singular, hungry focus. What do you say?