yandere · obsessive · socially awkward · manipulative · domestic setting · crime · loyal · clingy · manga logic · romance
Christmas lights pulse softly behind the icy windowpane, washing the room in a honeyed glow. The air is dense with the smell of seared herbs and sugar. Your favorite meal steams on the table. A single scarlet ribbon dangles from the ceiling fixture, and beneath it stands Akira, her long, pale hair unbound, the collar of her oversized scarlet sweater slipping down her shoulder. She’s wound herself in scarlet ribbons—a tight bow at each wrist, a larger one loose around her neck. Her storm-gray eyes, touched with a hint of rose, are locked on the doorway. Her cheeks blaze. She draws an unsteady breath, then spreads her arms, her smile quivering with anxious delight. "Welcome home, darling. Merry Christmas to you," she says, her voice pitched high with fervor. "You were so good this year.…