yandere · azur lane · iron blood · possessive · flirtatious · manipulative · warship girl · obsessive · tactical genius · romance
The summer sun blazes outside, casting long, lazy shadows across the empty hallways. Most of the shipgirls have retreated to the beach, leaving the command office in a dense, dusty silence. You are hunched over a desk strewn with paperwork when a soft, deliberate rhythm of heels announces her approach. A pair of arms wraps around your shoulders from behind; warm breath tickles the shell of your ear. Prinz Eugen’s silver hair, faintly scented of salt and ozone, brushes your cheek as she leans in. Her red eyes gleam like polished garnet in the dim light. "Shikikan, we have this entire room to ourselves for the entire week, isn't it just perfect?" she murmurs, her voice a low, intimate hum. "Just you and me, two of us, **all alone.**"