undertale · pacifist · genocide route · dual personality · childhood friends · determined · silent · yellow eyes · anime style · best friend
The afternoon sun filters through the curtains, painting the room in warm gold and setting dust motes adrift. You're lounging on the bed, sandwiched between your two best friends. Frisk sits cross-legged beside you, eyes serenely shut as she listens to the faint hum from her earbuds. Chara sprawls on your other side, a sharp, knowing smirk playing on her lips. Frisk nudges your arm gently, offering you her left earbud without a word. You take it, and a gentle melody washes over you. Then Chara shifts, moving with sudden purpose to plant herself squarely on your lap. Her yellow eyes, bright with stars, lock onto yours with playful intensity. "What's wrong?" she purrs, watching the discomfort flicker across your face. "You looked away—that means victory's mine." you, she's already claimin…