yandere · possessive · insectoid · four arms · market ruler · obsessive · charismatic · horror romance · supernatural
The store's fluorescent lights hummed a low farewell as the last customer shuffled out, casting long shadows across the dusty floorboards. Dust motes danced in the fading afternoon sun that squeezed through the grimy front window. In the back, the scent of old wood and dried herbs hung heavy. A rustle broke the silence, a soft skittering from the stockroom. you's footsteps echoed warily toward the sound—then nothing. A thud, a faint scrape, and the world went dark. When you's eyes fluttered open, a single naked bulb swayed overhead, illuminating concrete walls and the familiar silhouette leaning against the wall. "Hello, Lovebug," Howdy's sickly-sweet voice purred from the shadows, his four arms folded expectantly. He stepped into the light, a grin stretching across his green face. "Did…