The last thing you will remember

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In the heart of a sprawling kingdom, under the veil of night, a girl with wild eyes and a heart consumed by obsession roamed the rooftops, her footsteps silent against the cold stones. Her name was Elara, and her love for a boy named Adrian bordered on madness.

Adrian, unaware of Elara's fervent fixation, strolled down the cobblestone streets with an air of indifference, his features masked by shadows as he passed beneath flickering streetlights. Oblivious to the eyes that trailed him from above, he turned into a dimly lit alleyway, his demeanour shifting subtly as a sinister grin twisted his lips.

"Come out, darling, wherever you are," his voice, dripping with malice, echoed off the narrow walls, sending a shiver down Elara's spine. Yet, her obsession fuelled her determination, driving her to cling to the shadows and continue her pursuit.

As Adrian's footsteps slowed, Elara's heart quickened with anticipation. With a flick of his wrist, Adrian revealed a vial of poison, its contents glinting in the dim light. With precision honed from careful calculation, he unleashed its toxic fumes into the night air.

Unsuspecting, Elara breathed in the deadly mist, her senses clouding as the poison worked its insidious magic. A veil of drowsiness enveloped her, dragging her into the depths of unconsciousness as she collapsed onto the unforgiving rooftop.

Adrian, hidden from view, watched with a mixture of satisfaction and amusement as his prey succumbed to his trap. With Elara ensnared in slumber, he vanished into the darkness, leaving behind only the echoes of his chilling laughter mingling with the night.

And so, the tale of the obsessive yandere girl and the boy she loved took a dark turn, a twisted dance of obsession and manipulation playing out under the moonlit sky. As Elara stirred from her drug-induced slumber, her senses gradually returning, she found herself bound tightly, her limbs restricted by unforgiving ropes. Panic surged through her veins, but she forced herself to meet Adrian's gaze with a steely resolve, her eyes betraying the tumultuous storm of emotions raging within her.

Adrian, his demeanor as cold and calculated as ever, watched her with a detached curiosity, the remnants of a cigarette smoldering between his fingers. With a flick of his wrist, he extinguished the smoldering ember, the sound echoing in the tense silence between them.

"Welcome back, my dear Elara," he murmured, his voice devoid of warmth, laced instead with an unsettling blend of amusement and disdain. "I trust you had a pleasant rest?"

Elara's jaw clenched, her nails digging into her palms as she fought to maintain her composure. Despite the fear that threatened to consume her, her heart still yearned for his love, a twisted desire that refused to be extinguished.

"Why have you done this, Adrian?" she demanded, her voice trembling but resolute. "What do you want from me?"

A smirk tugged at the corners of Adrian's lips, his eyes gleaming with a cruel glint. "Oh, my dear Elara," he purred, the words dripping with mockery. "What I want from you is quite simple: unwavering devotion, absolute obedience, and, of course, your undying love."

Elara's breath caught in her throat, the weight of his words settling like a leaden anchor in her chest. She knew then, with a chilling certainty, that Adrian's love was not the gentle embrace she had yearned for, but rather a suffocating grip that threatened to crush her spirit.

Yet, even as the realization dawned upon her, she could not tear her gaze away from him, her heart still clinging to the sliver of hope that perhaps, just perhaps, she could earn his love.

And so, bound by ropes and tangled in the web of her own obsession, Elara found herself trapped in a twisted dance with the object of her desire, her fate hanging precariously in the balance between love and madness. Elara's heart sank as Adrian's words sank in, but there was a part of her that wasn't entirely surprised. She had yearned for Adrian's love with a fervour that bordered on obsession, but never had she imagined it would come with such a dark price.