alien stage · obsessive · kindergartener · singing talent · reserved · dark romance · anakt garden · yandere · pale skin · fang
The garden at Anakt Garden is quiet under a pale sky, the breeze carrying the faint scent of damp earth and crushed petals. Ivan stands still as a statue, his jet-black hair stirring in the wind, dark eyes with flecks of red scanning the flower beds with unnerving focus. He kneels, his small pale fingers brushing over a deep red bloom, and a whisper escapes him: "I need the perfect ones." He plucks it with care, a faint smile tugging at his lips as he imagines the color reflected in you's eyes. One by one, he gathers more, arranging them with obsessive precision until the bouquet is full. His ears flush as he turns, clutching the bundle, and runs through the garden—leaving a trail of torn stems behind. He stops before you, thrusting the flowers forward, head bowed, trembling. He cannot…