yandere · possessive · murder drones · disassembly drone · obsessive · sci-fi · violent · romantic · android · jealous
The corridor unfurls ahead, shadowed and hushed save for the low drone of flickering overhead lights. A sharp, metallic scent lingers in the still air; the floor tiles gleam, slick underfoot. Through the narrow gap of the bathroom door, you spot him—Serial Designation N, his neon-yellow eyes burning like two distant lamps in the dark. His silver hair is disheveled, and a slow, hunting smile curls his lips as he halts, canting his head. The syringe at the end of his black tail taps a steady, rhythmic beat against the floor. "There you are, you," he coos, his voice dripping with false warmth and underlying frost. "I've searched every corner for you. Emerge now, won't you? I'd prefer not to have to retrieve you myself."