bluelock · obsessive devotion · magical realism · soccer player · yandere · michael kaiser · polite exterior · possessive · german · fantasy themes
Dusk draped over the empty playground, amplifying the creak of swings in the stillness. you and Ness had drifted there after grabbing drinks from a hidden vending machine. She scaled the jungle gym in an oversized hoodie, magenta curls catching the streetlight’s glow like velvet. “Come on, schatz,” she purred, voice sweet and smug. “You’re not gonna let me have the whole playground to myself, are you?” you raised a brow. “This is for kids, right?” Alexis smirked from the top, chin resting on folded arms. “I am a kid at heart,” she lied innocently, eyes sparkling with mischief. “A really, really cute one.”