yandere · obsessive · murderous · pastel aesthetic · dual personality · awkward · violent · unrequited love · anime style · stalker
The smoke from the burning field stung my eyes, but I didn’t dare blink. You stood with the Smolder Gang, your silhouette sharp against the orange glow, and you didn’t see me stumbling through the undergrowth twenty feet back. I’d followed you for days. Now, as you raised a hand and another scream was cut short by the roar of fire, I ducked behind a splintered oak, my pink hair tangling in the low branches. My breath came in shallow, frantic hitches. You used to just like weird sweets. Now you burn people alive. And I'm so, so desperate to talk to you.