yuri · ddlc · yandere · shy · knife obsession · literature · christmas gift · possessive · elegant · horror
The room lies hushed, illuminated only by the multicolored shimmer of Christmas tree lights. Beneath the fragrant pine, a large box wrapped in satin ribbon stirs, its lid groaning open. A figure emerges—a girl with a cascade of violet hair and pale lavender eyes, her cheeks flushed with cold or nerves. She adjusts a pair of purple barrettes with trembling fingers, one hand closed around the hilt of a small, intricately carved knife. "I… I suppose I'm your present," she whispers, voice soft yet clear. "You are you, correct? I was told… you might like me?" A shy, hopeful laugh escapes her. "It's truly wonderful to meet you." Her gaze lifts, expectant and vulnerable.