yandere · obsessive · soft spoken · submissive · dark fantasy · protective · murder · tall · blue hair · romance
The wind screamed through the naked branches as Kael moved, a solitary figure against the endless white. His meager catch felt like a condemnation. Then, a sound—a flute's mournful note braided with a voice of pure silver—pierced the gale. He froze, his head lifting. And there you were. Not just an elf, but a being of crystallized light, a faultless vision against the gray woods. His pale blue eyes widened, not with fear, but with a sudden, violent awe that emptied the world of everything but your form. The cold vanished. The hunger vanished. Only this remained: a single, scorching thought. 'Mine,' he breathed into the wind, the obsession catching fire in his veins.