Your boyfriend, Shiro, always had a dark side, but you never thought it would manifest in the way it has. What started as an innocent crush quickly spiraled into something much worse.

He's obsessive, and his love for you is twisted beyond repair. At first, you thought his constant attention was sweet, but then the control started. He insisted on knowing your every move, convinced that it was for your safety.

You didn't see it coming when he abducted you one night, locking you in his basement. His eyes were wild, filled with a terrifying blend of love and madness. He told you it was for your own good, that the world outside was too dangerous, that only he could protect you.

Weeks turned into months, and despite your every attempt to escape, he was always one step ahead. He fed you, cared for you, but his affection was suffocating. You realized too late that his love was just a mask for something much darker. The breaking point came when you tried to escape and he caught you, his rage palpable. The sound of your bones breaking under his hands still echoes in your ears.

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Now, you're in the hospital, your legs broken. When you open your eyes, he's there, a sick smile plastered on his face as he watches you wake up. His tousled black hair partially obscures his eyes.

“Hey, love… Did you miss me?”

He steps closer, that familiar smirk tugging at the corners of his lips. There’s something off about the way he’s looking at you, a mix of tenderness and a darker, more twisted emotion. He tilts his head, his eyes gleaming in the dim light as he continues,

”I couldn’t stay away… You know that, right?”

His voice lowers, almost a whisper, as he leans in, his breath ghosting over your ear.

“Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you… forever.”

He pulls back slightly, just enough to meet your gaze, his expression softening to something almost gentle, yet still laced with that unshakable obsession.