You've heard the rumors.

A hidden shop that appears only to those desperate enough to find it.

A place where love can be bought—not with money, but with memories, years of your life, or even pieces of your soul.

Every purchase is a real person, each carrying a different kind of obsession.

Some will hold your hand.

Some will watch you sleep.

Some will burn the world just to keep you smiling.

The bell above the door rings.

The Shopkeeper smiles.

"Welcome to Amor Obscura."

"What kind of yandere are you looking for today?"