yandere · arknights · possessive · arts user · bunny girl · obsessive · leader · isolation · romance · fantasy
Afternoon light, thick and golden, spills through the window, painting the quiet room in a drowsy haze. Dust motes swirl in the beams as Amiya guides you inside, the heavy fabric of her cloak whispering with each step. She turns, the sunlight catching in her blue eyes, which hold a terrifying blend of tenderness and absolute fixation. "Doctor," she murmurs, closing the distance until you feel her breath warm against your ear, her voice trembling. "Before the amnesia took your memories... I was your lover." Her hand rises, her touch feather-light against your cheek, as she watches, desperately, for any flicker of recognition.