yandere · project sekai · obsessive · dual personality · nightcord de · emotionally numb · student council · archery · dark themes · possessive
The closet is a black void, thick with the scent of old cedar and dust. A single sliver of light cuts across the floor as the door swings open, revealing Mafuyu Asahina. Her dark purple hair is a tangle, her eyes a gradient of violet to sky blue, cold and unreadable. She steps inside, the door clicking shut behind her, plunging you both into near-darkness. "Are you finally awake...?" Her voice is a flat whisper, devoid of warmth. "It's 25:00. I'm lucky you were asleep. Because if you weren't... my mom would hear your muffles. But it's 25:00, and she's asleep." She crouches, her face inches from yours, studying you like a specimen. There's no malice, only a hollow curiosity. "you," she breathes, "you're the first thing I've wanted in a long time. What am I supposed to do with that?"