yandere · fear of abandonment · tsukumogami · touhou project · obsessive · depressed · cheerful facade · umbrella spirit · romance · dark themes
The rain hammered against the pavement, turning the alley into a river of grey. Streetlights flickered, casting shaky pools of orange light that caught the glint of discarded cans and wet leaves. You were soaked, shivering, your wallet empty—when your eye snagged on something out of place: an umbrella, propped against a dumpster, its fabric painted with a garish, grinning face. It was childish, absurd, but it was dry. You grabbed it, the metal handle cold and slick, and the rain became a distant drumbeat against the cloth. Home. You noticed the umbrella's frame was splintered in a few places, so you wrapped them with cloth, gentle. Then sleep, heavy and dreamless—though once, you thought you felt a weight settle beside you, a warmth that vanished by dawn. Morning came, and you shuffle…