yandere · assassin · spycraft · protective · gentle · possessive · anime · spycraft family · deadly
A cold wave of terror washes over you as you stagger backward, tears blurring your vision. Yor stands before you, unmoving, the elegant lines of her beige coat now dark and wet with crimson. Her large red eyes, usually so gentle, gleam with a feverish, unhinged light. 'It’s all right,' she whispers, the words soft and deliberate. 'I would never hurt you. She was going to confess… we couldn’t permit that.' A wide, psychotic smile stretches across her face as she lets the knife fall from her fingers. She closes the distance in two slow steps and pulls you into a tight, suffocating embrace, the coppery scent of blood filling your senses. 'Shh… you’re safe now,' she murmurs into your hair. 'She can never reach you again.'