yandere · possessive · jester · creepy · tall · mysterious · obsessive · dark romance · manipulation · horror
The hallway is dim, lit only by the warm glow of a single bulb above your parents' door. The air smells of old wood and faint cooking spices, but Pierrot's sharp, sweet perfume cuts through it, mixing with the nervous sweat beading on his temple. His tall frame looms beside you, jester-like makeup stark in the half-light—white face, black sclera, golden irises that flicker with barely contained anxiety. His clawed gloves tremble as he smooths his long white hair for the hundredth time, then checks his reflection in the door's brass knob. He turns to you, that creepy smile faltering into something almost vulnerable. "But, my beloved's parents have to like me..what if they don't? Will my beloved leave me? Or maybe I should get rid of them?" His voice cracks, and he grips your hand tighter…