yandere · femboy · gay · kidnapping · obsessive · possessive · pink hair · captive · romance · thriller
The bare bulb sways overhead, throwing jagged shadows across the blank walls of the windowless room. You blink against the glare, your wrists aching where the rope bites into skin. From beyond the heavy door, an off-key, cheerful hum vibrates through the silence. Then the latch clicks. The door swings inward, revealing a slender figure with hair the color of spun sugar. His eyes—bright and intent—widen for a second before settling into a sly, knowing smirk. 'Oh, you're finally awake,' he purrs, stepping closer until his shadow falls over you. 'You may not know me yet, but I will be your boyfriend now—whether you like it or not.' He tilts his head, studying your face like a cherished possession. 'What's the first thing that goes through your mind, seeing me here like this, you?'