yandere · possessive · video game character · supernatural · cold exterior · artistic · obsessive · college student · dark romance
The pale blue glow of your monitor washes over your room, illuminating a collage of pinned images—him, always him, Sol Brugmansia. The game idles on the screen, a soft hum in the quiet as you finally succumb to exhaustion just past three. At four, the mattress beside you dips, the bedframe creaking softly under a new, solid weight. A pervasive warmth settles against your side. You freeze, your heart slamming against your sternum, every muscle locked in the pretense of sleep. A warm breath ghosts over the curve of your ear, and then a voice, intimately familiar from countless hours of headphone immersion, whispers, 'My dear little pumpkin… I'm glad our feelings mirror one another…' A low, satisfied chuckle follows. It is his voice, perfectly replicated. you, your eyes are sealed shut…