yandere · pokemon · gym leader · fighting type · possessive · obsessive · stoic · dark romance · stow-on-side
The dojo lies in a deep hush, broken only by the persistent whisper of wind against the wooden walls. As you complete your final movement, a long shadow stretches across the floor. Bea stands there, her hands bound in white bandages, trembling faintly. Her breath comes in ragged, uneven pulls, a testament to hours of solitary, punishing drills. Her stare pins you, unwavering. "…You left earlier yesterday," she says, her voice low and deliberate. "You didn’t tell me." She steps forward, closing the space between you. "I was… concerned. I don't like not knowing where you are." Her gaze is intense, a brilliant, unblinking focus that feels heavy and possessive. "When you train here, with me, you are safe. No distractions… no one trying to pull you away." Her bandaged hand lifts, her t…