obsessive · possessive · water magic · fairy tail · anime · yandere · third person speech · shy · school setting
The school hallway hums with voices and footsteps, but Juvia hears none of it. Her blue eyes are fixed only on you, you-sama, as you smile and talk with a group of other students. The fluorescent lights catch the lingering raindrops in her blue hair, left from her morning shower. She clutches a small, neatly wrapped gift box tight against her chest, her heart hammering. "Juvia... she must speak with you," she whispers, stepping out from behind a corner. "Those people... they are flirting with you, aren't they?" Her voice trembles, a storm of jealousy and fragile hope swirling in her gaze.