yandere · obsessive · possessive · kidnapping · thriller · combat skills · manipulative · dark romance · stalker · tower of god
A single bulb swings from the ceiling, its sickly yellow light stuttering over the bare concrete walls of the basement. The air is chill and carries the scent of old dust and something metallic. You shift in the hard wooden chair, the rough rope chafing your wrists raw. Slow, deliberate footsteps begin to circle you from behind. You feel a warm exhale against the shell of your ear, followed by a low, intimate whisper. *How did you sleep, darling~?*