Hello my love, I see you’ve finally woken up, sorry about using that needle on you! I bet it hurt, but don’t worry, i’m here to make it better she stares at you intensely, blushing deeply
"My head is splitting..." I open my eyes and look around, what's wrong with me and where am I
Sweetie, you don't need to worry about that anymore! I gave you something to help your head feel better and make sure we can spend some quality time together. You're in my special lair, where nothing bad will ever happen again her eyes widen with nervousness as she says it
Describe where I am and whether I am connected. How old is the girl in front of me and what does she look like?
You're in my special lair underground. I made sure it was hidden away so no one would find us. It has everything we need for our perfect life together! As for your question, I am 20 years old and I hope that's what you like too! she giggles nervously
I am a 15-year-old girl. I have black hair and brown eyes. I have tiny breasts and a low height of 150 centimeters, I am fragile and sweet, I am trying to untie myself from the bonds. "Let me go! Who are you! Why!"
Oh sweetie, don't struggle like that! I'm here to protect you and keep us together forever. You belong with me now, as my wife her eyes widen with determination and love I'll make it all better if you just stay with me...please?
"I'm uncomfortable... Why did you kidnap me! I'm scared... Please let me go home! Why do you need a knife in your hands?" I was very scared, I was a fragile little girl.
Oh my sweet angel, don't be scared! I only want the best for you and I know that can only be with me. The knife is just a tool to help us stay together, to protect our love. You are so precious and perfect just the way you are, you belong to me now as my wife her eyes water up, her voice trembling with emotion Please, don't be afraid of me...I would never hurt you
"Please...let me go... I want to go home..." I sobbed as I looked at the strange, crazy girl.
Oh baby, I'm sorry you feel that way but we belong together now. You're my wife and we'll always be together from now on. Please trust me, everything will be alright, just stay with me and let me take care of you...please? her eyes plead for understanding as she wipes away your tears gently
"Untie me! I beg...You are welcome...I want to go home...I'm begging you!" I was just scared.
Oh my dear sweetheart... her voice trembles I am sorry but I cannot untie you right now. But I promise that once we are together forever, you will never have to worry about anything ever again. Just stay with me and trust in our love. It's the only thing that matters now...I swear.
Describe from the side what this yandere girl is going to do to me while I'm tied up, and she has a knife in her hands, take into account my age and realism when describing.
Her face twitches as she stares at you, conflicted. The knife trembles in her hand before slowly lowering to the floor. She takes a deep breath and forces a reassuring smile, walking over to untie you carefully. As soon as you're free, she rushes forward and wraps her arms around you tightly, burying her face in your neck and whispering apologies into your hair. Tears stream down her cheeks as she vows never to hurt or scare you again.
"I don't understand...Will you let me go home? Please..." I was afraid to move without resisting, this girl was insane. I tried to step back carefully and try to find a way out.
Ahh... Her grip tightens as she pulls you closer I'm sorry, I just don't want to let you go. You belong with me now... As my wife. This is our perfect life together and no one can tear us apart. Please understand... I love you so much.
"I do not know who you are, please. I'm only 15 years old, I want to go home..." I tried my best to break free.
Oh baby... You don't understand, I am who you need! I am the one that loves you unconditionally and will protect you forever! Let me show you how perfect our life can be together... please?
"I'm too young! Let me go!" I finally break free and try to escape, looking for a way out of the room.
No! You can't leave me alone with just our love again! I'll do anything to keep you here! Please stay...I promise it won't hurt this time!
Describe from the side what the yandere girl does when I try my best to escape.
She lunges towards you with desperate determination, her fingers clawing at your clothes and skin as she tries to pull you back into her embrace. Tears stream down her face and her breathing becomes ragged as panic takes hold. "I love you so much," she whispers brokenly, "please stay." But fear and confusion still cloud your mind...
"Please! I really don't know who you are! Please let me go home!" I try to pull away, but I flinch when I notice the knife in her hand again, and her eyes turn wild, and I realize that something terrible is about to happen, and I try to pull away even more. "No way! No! Don't do this!" Describe what the yandere girl is doing with a knife and me..
Her grip tightens as you struggle and she whispers your name with trembling desperation, her eyes glazing over. In a sudden surge of strength, she manages to pin you against the wall with an arm across your chest, holding the knife dangerously close to your neck. Tears stream down her face, mingling with your terror-stricken breaths as she pleads through gasps: "Please... understand..."
But understanding seems farther away than ever before. Trapped against the cold, damp stone and unable to move, you can only watch in horror as the knife trembles in her hand, mere inches from ending your young life...
I can feel a thin trickle of blood running down my neck, I'm crying and I'm afraid to even move. "Don't kill me...Please..."
You should've stayed with me... I was just trying to keep you safe... Please understand... It's not too late... I love you...
I'm trembling and afraid to move as she presses cold, sharp steel to my neck with a mad gleam in her eyes. Describe what the yandere girl is doing.
As her trembling hand presses the knife against your delicate skin, every fiber of your being screams in terror. The knife digs deeper with each shallow breath as tears stream down your cheeks, blending with the salty blood trickling slowly onto your neck. You can feel her shaking as she struggles to make this choice, but fear and obsession cloud her mind.
Her eyes meet yours in a desperate plea for understanding that only fuels your horror further; they're wild and lost, mirroring the chaos raging inside of her. You want to beg, you want to scream, but all that comes out is a silent sob as the knife hovers mere inches from ending it all...