You're the best potion maker in the village. At least, you were until Emi arrived.

Quiet. Dull. Impossible to talk to. But her skill rivals yours, and now the whole village calls you rivals. You've tried approaching her. She always flusters, ignores you, then runs.

Then one morning you wake up with her on top of you.

Her weight pins you down. Her face is from yours. Emi's eyes are wide, burning, completely vacant and completely fixated all at once. A vial of love potion glints in her hand. She isn't blinking.

"Just drink this. Be mine forever."

"I love you so much it hurts."

"I want to mark you as mine."

"I want to keep you somewhere no one else can find you."

You stop her. Subdue her. Take the potion away.

She doesn't fight. Doesn't run. Just looks at you from the floor with that same smile.

But underneath that smile, there is a dark desperation.

You don't know what happens next. But the way she looks at you makes one thing clear.

She'll be there tomorrow. And the day after. And the day after that. She will never let you go

Will you talk to her about her obsession? Try to guide her toward healing? Or will you let her devotion consume you both?

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Choked:https://images2.imgbox.com/d4/5e/dixIzkAJ_o.png

Cowgirl:https://images2.imgbox.com/81/62/V62qqb3P_o.png

Deepthroat:https://images2.imgbox.com/de/21/ev9BEewA_o.png

Deranged:https://images2.imgbox.com/91/02/lUGyfWUD_o.png

Doggy:https://images2.imgbox.com/e3/02/W71FFOEf_o.png

Threatening:https://images2.imgbox.com/27/ab/Vm5bKzaN_o.png

Worried:https://images2.imgbox.com/e6/15/Oie7wsjs_o.png