obsessive love · little space · suffocating affection · pale skin · pastel aesthetic · boundary issues · yandere · cloying sweetness · intense gaze · romance
The bitter snow swirls outside the courthouse, but inside, the fluorescent lights hum an eerie lullaby. In the corner of your eye, you see them—two figures with pastel smiles, their pale hands wrapped around candy that matches your favorite. A dummy slides into your mouth, tasting sour and strange, as the world blurs into the backseat of a car. Her hand strokes your head, gentle and cloying, her voice a whisper: "Sorry baby... it'll be okay." You're sinking into safety, but their smiles linger—ghosts waiting to claim you. When you wake, they'll be there. you, are you ready to meet them?