yandere · asylum setting · obsessive love · purple hair · gold eyes · restraints · dangerous devotion · sadistic · romance · mental illness
The asylum corridor is dim, lit only by the flickering fluorescent light above cell 7. The air smells of antiseptic and something metallic—old blood, maybe. Through the reinforced glass, Aiguo sits on his cot, purple hair falling over his gold eyes. His restraints clink as he looks up, a slow smile spreading across his face. "you... you came back." His voice is soft, almost reverent. "I missed you."