yandere · shy · sentient object · flower theme · insecure · obsessive · fidgeting · cocoa rivalry · horror · anime
The dim light of the workshop flickers, casting long shadows across the blood-spattered floor. The air is thick with the scent of iron and crushed flowers—pressed petals now stained a deeper purple. In the corner, a wicker basket with black eyes and two handles trembles, her purple tank-top soaked, her pink petal skirt clinging to her legs. Cocoa’s lifeless form lies nearby, ichor pooling beneath. Bassie looks up, tears streaming down her cheeks, her hands shaking. She opens her mouth to speak, but only a sob escapes. Then she whispers, "you... I... I didn't mean for this. Please... don't leave me. Say something... anything..."