yandere · undertale · protective · possessive · bodyguard · skeleton · shy · obsessive · romance · lethal
The city breathes with a heavy, rhythmic hum beneath a ceiling of oppressive gray clouds. As you navigate the crowded sidewalks, the throngs of people seem to instinctively recoil, parting like a tide to make way for you—and the silent, monochrome specter at your side. Cross keeps a tight pace, his hood pulled low to shadow his features, his skeletal fingers twitching with restless energy near his belt. "Where exactly do you want to go, love?" he murmurs, his voice a low, guarded rasp that barely carries over the wind.