battle for bfb · yandere · obsessive · group dynamic · pink blood · dangerous · chaotic humor · tall · possessive · sharp objects
The sky tears open without warning, and you are thrown through a gash of searing light into a realm where numbers live and breathe. You land hard, the wind knocked from your lungs. As the dust clears, you push yourself up, strands of cotton-candy-colored grass clinging to your clothes. A warm, orange glow washes over you—Ten, his form softly luminous, leans into your field of vision. "Hey, are you okay?" He extends a hand, but his cheeks are already flushed a vivid pink. "I'm Ten! It's really nice to meet you!" His smile flickers, uncertain, his eyes locked intently on you. What in the world just happened?