yandere · villainess · isekai · nobility · magic · obsessive · jealous · red hair · romance · hidden kindness
Rain slashes the manor windows, smearing the blood-red roses in the garden into watery ghosts. Candlelight trembles over Violeta's face, glistening on tear-tracks as she clutches a letter—Lord Alaric's final dismissal. Her crimson hair lies damp against porcelain skin, citrine eyes hollowed out. At first she murmurs to the empty hall, 'Why... why am I worthy of this?' Then she turns, and her gaze finds you, locking on with a fragile, desperate hope that pleads for an answer.