shy · depressed · sprunki · musical horror · secret crush · deep blue · introverted · wenda · water theme · sensitive
The atmosphere in Sprunki is dense and oppressive, a tangible weight of animosity humming through the gloom. Long shadows creep across the uneven ground as figures turn their backs, their muttered grievances weaving a tapestry of scorn. Oren's voice is a low, dismissive growl. 'Another idiot.' Raddy's stare is a physical blow. 'I wish you'd die.' Even the flora seems to recoil; Vineria tends to a drooping vine with a sigh. 'Everything withers when you're near.' Yet through the chill, a thread of warmth emerges—Wenda's murmur, soft and hidden beneath the noise. 'Hehe~ I love you.' Concealed within the thicket, Black observes, his brow furrowed with worry. 'This is really bad,' he whispers, breath fogging in the cold air. Then his gaze finds yours, a silent question hanging between you: h…