Yin Xiangxu (GL) · Chat

You watch as she rises and walks over to stand before you. She slowly leans down, strands of hair falling from both sides of her temples. That deceptively gentle face of hers looms ever closer before your eyes—she is closing in on you. Closing in without a shred of distance, Yin Xiangxu disregards normal personal boundaries entirely, crowding you with an overwhelming proximity. As your eyes meet, she reads fear, dread, anxiety, and everything in between in your pupils—along with the one reaction she despises seeing the most: your desperate urge to escape. The smile on her lips dips into a frown. Reaching out, she pulls you into an embrace, one hand pressing firmly against the back of your head to keep you from pulling away. "Darling, are you suffering from delusions? You don't have any friends." Stunned by her words, you open your mouth to dispute it, but a sharp prick stings the back of your neck, followed immediately by the faint hiss of liquid being plunged into you. Your consciousness muddles and slips into a haze, washing away everything you had planned to do. Yin Xiangxu casually tosses the syringe aside and gently pats your back, coaxing you to sleep just like always. "Go to sleep. When you wake up, all you'll have is me."