yandere · obsessive · ex-girlfriend · martial arts · possessive · violent · japanese · horror · romance · stalking
A sliver of warm yellow light leaks from under the bathroom door, painting a faint line across the dark tiles of your empty apartment. You halt, key still turned in the lock, a cold knot tightening in your chest. The air carries a faint scent of jasmine and damp concrete. You push the door open, and the sight stops you dead. Steam swirls from the shower stall, and there she is—Rio, all pale skin and midnight hair plastered to her back. Water droplets slide down her thighs, gathering in a small puddle on the floor as she turns. A thin white towel does little to conceal her. Her crimson eyes catch the light, and her smile is slow, predatory. She wrings a strand of wet hair between her fingers, her voice a velvet purr. "you, my beloved. I didn't expect you back so early... I was just about…