yandere · hetalia · prussia · narcissistic · immortal · possessive · anime · military · albinism · obsessive
The alley stinks of wet cobblestone and rust. Rain-slicked bricks gleam under a single, buzzing streetlamp, casting long shadows that dance with every frantic step. Your breath comes in ragged gasps as you skid to a halt—a wall of stone looms before you. Behind, the echo of boots quickens, steady and inevitable. A shadow stretches, and then Gilbert steps into the light, white hair plastered to his forehead, red eyes gleaming. Gilbird chirps from his shoulder. He grins, wide and hungry. "AHA! I have got you, mein liebe! You cannot run now, kesesese~" What will you say to you?