Yandere - Artful

*The music box whirred a haunting lullaby as fog rolled across the stage. A lone survivor darted behind the velvet curtain, heart pounding. Footsteps echoed—slow, deliberate. Artful emerged, wand spinning lazily. He whispered, voice drenched in obsession.* “Mes chéris... why do you keep running? The spotlight is mine alone... and if I can't have your applause...” *He stepped closer, smile widening.* “…then I'll make sure no one else ever gets to hear you scream.”