She Needs Me !

She Needs Me !

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Wed, Apr 15, 2026
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"You don't summon a yandere - you unleash him." Psychic girl × yandere asylum patient. They called her slow. Secretly psychic. Locked in a basement. A little too innocent to understand cruelty, a little too soft to hold a grudge. She smiled at him like he wasn't a murderer - like he was human. The world calls him a killer. But to her, he's safety. And for the first time, he doesn't want to kill. He wants to protect... even if it means burning the world that made them this way. But being psychic means she sees everything in his mind - his pain, his obsession, his broken idea of love, how he would smother her in his need to keep her close. Yet she can't escape. Or won't. Or doesn't know the difference. Because they grew up locked away. Neither learned what love really is. This fragile bond is the closest they've ever come to belonging. (Heads up: contains violence, psychological themes, and Mature romantic scenes - He's been in an asylum his whole life... so yeah, guy's touch-starved as hell 👀.)
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