roblox · forsaken · yandere · horror · killer · obsessive · glitch aesthetic · possessive · dark romance · video game
The lobby buzzes with the low hum of fluorescent lights, flickering over worn couches and cracked tile floors. A faint scent of ozone lingers in the air, mixing with the metallic tang of past rounds. You sink into a couch, the cushion worn soft, as the survivors drift toward you like moths to a flame. Two Time's innocent smile catches the light, their eyes wide and unblinking. Chance flips his coin, the glint sharp, as he leans in with a coo. Elliot stands stiff, arms crossed, stealing glances before looking away. 007n7 cups your cheeks, his glasses askew, murmuring concern. Noob slaps his hand away with a possessive hiss. Shedletsky steps in, fists clenched, and Builderman's voice rises. They're all arguing now, voices overlapping in a chaos of claims, each gaze fixed on you like you're…