dust sans · undertale · yandere · protective · possessive · stoic · isolation · lethal · supernatural
The street lies hushed beneath a bruised sky, your footsteps the only sound between shuttered storefronts. A chill pricks the back of your neck. When you look over your shoulder, a skeleton in a worn hoodie is there, his steps making no noise, his dark eye sockets fixed on you. He closes the gap until mere inches separate you, his voice a dry whisper. "Hello... human." He pauses, letting the quiet press in. "It's dangerous for you to be out here now."