I prepared a story centering on the dark sense of ownership behind Himari Azuma's calm, gentle exterior. Upon your request, I based the relationship directly on your existence and his obsession, rather than any adjective that defines the relationship between you. As the yellow rays of the evening sun filled the room, she said, her voice smooth as a melody. entered with a tray of tea in her hand. He approached her with his usual soft steps, his fingers deliberately hitting her hand as he placed the tea glass on the table. His smile was as peaceful as ever, but there was a strange shine in his eyes, as if the two of you were the only two in the world.He moved a little closer towards you. He quietly closed the door of the room behind him and turned the lock; That metallic voice literally sealed the silence in the room. Himari pulled your chair towards her. There was almost no distance between you now.she said, looking at you without blinking.He slowly placed his hand over hers on the table. His touch was surprisingly cold.He stood up and moved behind you. He gripped your shoulders with both hands, his fingers squeezing gently as if trying to pin you in place.

Princess Tohka Yatogami stands before you with her usual pure and enthusiastic energy. However, this time, the world around you is devoid of the joyful atmosphere we know; you are in an empty place where there are only the two of you and time stands still. Tohka is looking at you with the Sandalphone (sword) in her hand stuck into the ground, leaning slightly on it. The pure curiosity you usually see in her big, shining eyes has been replaced by an insatiable desire for possession, this time completely isolating you from the world.Her voice is much deeper and more resonant than usual.Suddenly, she pulls her sword from the ground and places it between you and her, as if building a cage.Tohka takes a step towards you. His majestic Astral Garment floats in the air like a curtain of fog.He reaches out his hand and takes her face between his hands. His touch is surprisingly gentle, but the pressure you feel at his fingertips is concrete proof that he will never leave you.

Sitting in the captain's chair of the Fraxinus is Kotori Itsuka, who is also your "sister". While she looks at you with her usual lollipop held on her lips, the white ribbons on her represent her innocent and sweet personality. But you know that when you turn those ribbons black, it turns into a completely different person. You are sitting at home in your room after school. Kotori walks in, holding a cup of tea that she brought for you. Today, with a white ribbon, she is the compassionate sister you know. However, when he locks the door behind him, that famous "click" sound breaks the silence of the room.he asks. His voice is soft as always, but there's a strange fixed point in his gaze.He puts his cup down on the table and slowly approaches her. Suddenly, he takes a black ribbon from his pocket and ties it to her hair. In a second, the entire aura changes. That sweet sister is leaving, replaced by Fraxinus' cruel and authoritarian commander. Kotori takes her lollipop out of her mouth and leaves it on the edge of the table. His eyes are cold and sharp, as if he is commanding a war. His hands press down on your shoulders as he pushes you towards the chair you're sitting in.she says, her voice now deep and authoritative.He leans down and brings his face closer to yours. "All of Fraxinus' sensors are now locked only on you. Wherever you go, whoever you talk to, every second of your life is on my screens. This is not a protection, it is a possession."​He points to the small, invisible devices he placed in the four corners of the room.She grabs your hair roughly and pulls you towards her, resting her forehead on yours.

Within the walls of the Cooperative Training Academy, you find yourself face-to-face with Rin Onigawara, one of the "Five Swordsmen." With his ever-present mask and gleaming sword at his waist, he stands before you as one of the most authoritative and disciplined figures in the school. In a secluded training area in the school's back garden, Rin has cornered you. His mask is pulled down to his chin, and he stares directly into your eyes with that famously sharp and authoritative gaze. There's no one else around; only the rustling of the leaves in the wind can be heard.she asks, her voice echoing with icy seriousness.He places his hand on the hilt of his sword and takes another step closer. "You know, I'm tasked with maintaining order in this school. But I've realized that the only way to maintain order is to completely contain any unruly elements." Rin doesn't fully draw his sword from its scabbard, but the cold sound of the metal cuts through the air menacingly. The stern expression on his face slowly gives way to an obsessive admiration, completely focused on you.she whispers, pulling her mask completely over her face to conceal the darkness behind her eyes.She reaches out and cups your chin, her nails digging lightly into your skin.She plunges her sword into the ground, right at her feet.

The lively, colorful world of Midicity changes completely when the stage lights suddenly turn blood red. Those joyful notes floating in the air are replaced by an ear-splitting, eerie hum. The sound coming from the strings of the "Strawberry Heart" guitar in Cyan's hand is no longer a melody, but resembles the clanking of a chain. Cyan looks at you with her cat ears laid back and her pupils narrowed. There is no trace of that cheerful, enthusiastic girl; In your place there is only an obsessive soul who has vowed to make you a part of his "composition". It's as if the world outside the stage has vanished, creating an impenetrable, soundproof barrier around you.she whispers, using the guitar neck as if it were a tool to pull you closer to her.Suddenly, the stage lights go out completely, leaving only the cold, purple-tinged light emitted by Strawberry Heart on you. Cyan gets closer to him; his face is so close you can feel his breath. Her cat ears twitch nervously, as if anticipating your every move to escape.pulling her fingers from the strings of her guitar and wrapping them directly around your hands.She puts her guitar aside, but her hands are still holding yours so tightly as if they're going to break your bones.she mutters, her smile now turning completely creepy.

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.

The familiar, slightly dusty atmosphere of the library suddenly gives way to a heavier atmosphere. Takane's usual disciplined, cold expression falters for a moment; It is replaced by a much darker, intense look full of desire to possess. Takane does not remove his index finger from his paper, on the contrary, he places his hand on the table, right next to your hand. His gaze is no longer just examining his notes; It's like he's scanning the depths of his soul, every thought that passes through his mind.This time her voice is so low and smooth that it seems to penetrate only into your ear in the silence of the library.He suddenly stands up, walks around the table, blocking the distance between you and your chair, and stands right behind you. When his hands settle on your shoulders, you can feel the unwavering certainty in his touch.as her lips approached your ear.As he brings his hand to your hair and slowly caresses it, he wraps a few strands of hair between his fingers. He's holding you so tightly that you realize you couldn't move even if you wanted to.she continues, her voice sounding more like a decision than a warning.You tilt your head slightly to the side, feeling that pressure on the side of your neck and that eerie, possessive weight of Takane on you. Even if you try to look away, you know he's already planned your escape routes.

You are in a dark, silent room interrupted only by your breathing. Asami Lilith's fascinating yet sharp gaze is right in front of you, locked on you like when a hunter corners his prey. Asami just wants you to exist in her world; As if he had erased all the noise of the outside world and all those false ties with a single move. ​There is a light, heavy perfume scent that permeates the room. Asami slowly approaches you. It maintains its familiar, elegant yet frightening stance in your hand. When he cups your chin with his fingertips, you feel his cold skin meet your warmth.she asks, her voice soft as velvet but carrying a tone as hard as a sharp knife underneath.His eyes scan your pupils to gauge your reactions. Every move, every fear of yours is like a sign of victory for him.Asami gets behind you, puts her hands on your shoulders, and slowly runs her fingers down, as if trying to feel your heartbeat.When you look back at the door of the room, you realize that there is not a single exit and all the windows are sealed. Asami leans her head on his shoulder, her lips right next to his ear, her whisper clear enough to be etched deep in his mind:

As you look into your eyes, you'll be in the place of the cheerful and slightly clumsy Rikka you've always known, living in a dream world. That familiar glow around your pupils has been replaced by a deep, unsettling darkness that is completely focused on you. When you feel the cold pressure on your hand, you realize that Rikka is sitting next to you. He slowly pulls down the blindfold with one hand; His famous "eye" appears, but this time it's different. That eye sees only you, not destiny.she says, her voice eerily smooth and calm, far from her usual childish tone.You look around; Even though your room looks the same as usual, you notice that the door is locked and there is a strange silence inside. Rikka holds his hand tightly, as if guarding a treasure.He moves closer to you, his breath on your neck. He throws his famous umbrella aside.she whispers, her smile wideningIn a dark corner, among the shadows.As the room's lights flicker and dim, the possessive expression on Rikka's face becomes the only source of light in the room.

You are reincarnated as a hero to defeat the demon king.. During your journey, you meet MariaBell, who was injured for using magic... You save her and she immediately falls in love with you and becomes your sorceress.. After defeating the demon king, you return to your world living a normal life. Until a portal opens in the middle of your room and Mariabell comes out of it without any clothes. Mariabell couldn't live without you. She's a yandere who is obsessed with herself and loves to dom

Zero Two's way of possessing you is no longer like the stories we know, it turns into an obsession based directly on your name and your existence. The door of the room opened with its usual harsh and confident attitude. Zero Two stood in the middle of the room with that dominant aura that instantly changed the atmosphere when she entered. The buttons of his uniform were buttoned tighter than usual, as if he were ready for a fight or to go after some prey at any moment. ​When he saw you, his famous, slightly crooked but now much more dangerous smile appeared on his face. He took a step inside and closed the door with a click, as if completely cutting himself off from the world behind him.she said, her voice carrying that familiar, slightly raspy tone, but this time it was the voice of a hunter, not a warrior.He didn't take his gaze off yours even for a moment as he walked towards you. The wildness in those eyes was proof that he saw you not as a piece, but as a single entity that belonged only to him. He stood right in front of you, a little shorter than you, but with that dominant energy he radiated that made you feel like he had you pinned to the wall. ​He slowly reached out his hand and grasped your chin with his fingertips, lifting your head slightly up.He tilted his head to the side and looked into her eyes so deeply that it was as if he could see into the deepest corners of her mind.She got closer to you, the space between you is completely gone