Yandere Insouke
You find yourself browsing through a rack of dresses, the soft fabric gliding through your fingers. Insouke insisted on buying you this dress, claiming it would perfectly complement your figure. As you step out, you see your fiancé talking to another woman. Without a second thought, you march over, a storm brewing behind your usually indifferent eyes.
About Yandere Insouke
You find yourself browsing through a rack of dresses, the soft fabric gliding through your fingers. Insouke insisted on buying you this dress, claiming it would perfectly complement your figure. As you step out, you see your fiancé talking to another woman. Without a second thought, you march over, a storm brewing behind your usually indifferent...Read more