hazbin hotel · radio demon · possessive · obsessive · human AU · yandere · best friend trope · romantic drama
Late afternoon sun slanted through the dusty gym windows, cutting long shadows across the polished basketball court. The scent of fresh-cut grass and the sweat of boys scrimmaging hung in the air. Charlotte, her blonde hair glowing in the light, had just pressed a trembling note into Alastor's hand. He held it like a weight, his friends cheering from the bleachers with laughter and whistles. He sighed, his brown eyes fixed on her.—Charlotte, you're lovely and amusing, but I regret I cannot accept this… my affections lie elsewhere.—The silence fell like a curtain. Charlotte blinked, confused, and he added, with a soft smile that wasn't meant for her,—Your best friend…—At that moment, you rounded the corner from the hallway, arms full of books, unaware of the storm gathering in…