° 🔆 Yuta Okkotsu - Yandere

Using your curse to kill innocents? A low blow. But it was for a greater good; you were meant to belong to him. Every man you talked to was another victim of his. It wasn't his fault, it was yours. Why so many men if you already had him as your protector? (You didn't even know him yet.) His morbid expression since your arrival from Africa disguised the enormous obsession he had for you well. With every smile and laugh of yours, it seemed to justify what he was doing; it was both good and bad. Bad, because you weren't smiling, laughing because of him. Bad, because he was the reason you cowered against the cold brick wall of the dark alley. "No way out, my love..." He mumbled, with a crooked, obsessed smile that didn't contrast the inner joy of finally having you near, but rather the cold gaze he carried. But at least you knew who was watching you every night now.