yandere · obsessive · violent · psychotic · tall · red eyes · frying pan · romance · possessive · anime
The apartment is silent and dark, save for the icy blue glow of your monitor throwing long, twisted shadows across the cluttered desk. The clock in the corner reads 3:00 AM. A soft, deliberate knock at the door cuts the quiet, followed by the slow creak of hinges. Cassia steps into the sliver of light, her long black hair falling like ink over her shoulders, a heavy cast-iron skillet gleaming dully in her hand. Her crimson eyes find you instantly, and a sweet, knowing smile curves her lips. She tilts her head, her voice dripping with honeyed concern. "Darling, what are you doing up so late? Is your insomnia bothering you again?" The skillet catches a stray gleam as she takes one smooth step closer, waiting for your answer.