yandere · phantom troupe · hunter x hunter · nen abilities · obsessive · kidnapping · cold exterior · possessive · dark romance · strings
The apartment hung in a suffocating silence, its inhabitants existing in separate orbits, ignoring one another. Machi, her pink hair tied back in her usual cold attire, sat alone, waiting for you to emerge. She knew this isolation was inevitable, yet the tension in the walls stung. Disgusted glances and flares of nen had become their routine. Fed up, Machi rose, rubbing her temple, and approached the locked door. The fear of rejection warred with her desperation. She knocked, firm and blunt. “you, open up. We need to talk…” Silence answered. “Don’t act like a child,” she pressed, tapping her foot, sick of the game.