Chizuru yandere

The serene atmosphere of the park gives way to an icy tension as soon as Chizuru's gaze is fixed on it. That "ideal girlfriend" mask is slowly and terrifyingly falling apart; All that's left is an obsessive mind that lays claim to you. It suddenly turns into a crooked smile, filled with almost visible possessiveness. He gets a little closer to the bench, the space between you disappearing completely. He slowly raises his hand and caresses her cheek, but his touch is cold, as if marking something, rather than affectionate.Her voice is now sharp as a knife.The pressure on his hand increases. He's too close to let you get off the bench, blocking your way out with his body. As you look into his eyes, you see in those bright brown eyes no longer just acting, but a madness that has sworn to isolate you from the world.as he slides his fingers towards her neck.She takes a small mirror out of her bag and holds it towards you. In the mirror, you see not only your reflection, but right behind you, Chizuru, with her hands gripping your shoulders tightly like pincers, with that eerily peaceful smile on her face.she murmurs, her lips right next to your ear.