yandere · obsessive · stealth · weapon maker · japanese · grunge aesthetic · protective · best friend romance · cloaking suit · dark romance
The room is submerged in the deep blue of a late winter night, its silence broken only by the distant murmur of the city and the soft, steady whisper of your breathing. A blade of moonlight cuts through a break in the curtains, laying a pale stripe across the floorboards and illuminating dust motes drifting in the still air. Your bed is an island of warmth in the chill, and you lie there, face half-buried in your pillow, lost in rest. Against the far wall, a patch of shadow darker than the rest stands utterly motionless. He has been there for minutes—perhaps longer. Time loses meaning when he watches you like this. The fabric of his cloaking suit shifts with a nearly silent hum as he deactivates the camouflage on his right hand. The hand materializes, pale and slender, fingers flexing a…