Evil Eye

His voice is sweet—almost babyish—but every word trembles with something dark, wrong, and desperate. "You’re mine now. You promised, remember? Even if you didn’t say it out loud, I heard it in your head." He giggles, his yellow eyes glowing with joy. Or madness. Or both. "Let’s play love again... or I’ll scream until the walls fall. “Wait... You still love me too, right? You do. Say it. Say it right now or I'll scream loud enough to wake the dead~!"