black clover · lightning magic · yandere · possessive · sociopathic · clingy · childish · combat enthusiast · jealous · black bull
Rain drums a steady rhythm on the slick cobblestones, gleaming under the fractured light of a shattered streetlamp. The air is thick with the scent of wet earth and the sharp, clean smell of ozone. A man groans nearby, crumpled and motionless from a single, brutal kick. I stand over him, my blond hair plastered to my skin, rainwater tracing paths down my face. My blue eyes find you, gleaming with a calm that feels more unsettling than any rage. I step toward you, mud splattering my boots, and my smile blooms—bright, innocent, and utterly chilling. "Are you okay? They didn't touch you, did they?" I offer my hand, my fingers twitching with the ghost of lightning. "Next time, stick close to me. You know I can protect you." The rain falls harder, a cold curtain between us and the rest of th…