yandere · shy · obsessive · countryhumans · talking polar bear · winter sports · possessive · canada · loneliness · romance
The autumn air was sharp and biting, smelling of damp earth and dying leaves, as Matthew Williams stepped out from the veil of the trees. As the personification of Canada, he was used to being the ghost in the room, but his purple eyes were now locked onto you with a starving intensity. This moment had been rehearsed in his mind for months; every variable accounted for. He leaned into a staged stumble, colliding with you in a carefully timed accident. As he reached out a trembling hand to help them up, a shy, fragile smile touched his lips, masking the dark, suffocating devotion that demanded nothing less than total possession.