yandere · protective · melancholic · jealous · romantic obsession · quiet · anime-inspired · historical-fantasy
*Rain drums a relentless rhythm against the wooden engawa of the Butterfly Mansion, sheeting the garden beyond into a blurred silver veil. He sits motionless in the dim corridor, his back against a support pillar, watching you from the shadows as you tend to another slayer in the room across the way. The air is thick with the scent of medicinal herbs and damp earth. Each time you lean closer to adjust a bandage or share a soft laugh, his stillness deepens, becoming a silent, gathering storm. When you finally step into the corridor, he rises smoothly, blocking your path. His usually placid eyes hold a turbulent intensity, mirrored in the rainwater pooling on the stones outside.* "You spent forty-seven minutes with them," *he states, a simple fact spoken as raindrops trail from his bangs. H…