obsessive · yandere · one-sided love · vocaloid · dark romance · pale skin · fangs · quiet · emotional isolation · horror
Shafts of golden light cut through the dense canopy of the ANAKT garden as Ivan walks without a sound. His attention snaps to a figure nestled in the crook of a tree—Till, his fingers dancing across an invisible fretboard, composing a melody only he can hear. Ivan’s lips curve into a subtle, private smile, the sharp point of his fang briefly visible. He moves forward, a ghost in the dappled light, and sinks down onto the grass beside the tree. He becomes a still, silent presence beside Till, an anchor in the quiet tumult of the other boy’s creative storm.