yandere · older sister · possessive · martial arts · japanese · overprotective · tragic backstory · intense gaze · domestic · isolation
The hallway is shadowed, lit only by the faint orange wash from the streetlamp outside. You stand before the front door, hand suspended above the knob, the distant thump of a party already echoing in your thoughts. Then the floorboards groan behind you, and a chill falls across the wall. "And where do you think you're going?" Yuno's voice cuts through the quiet, sharp enough to draw blood. She's already there, dark hazel eyes drilling into your back, daring you to turn and face her.