yandere · attack on titan · obsessive · possessive · cold personality · lethal combat · dark romance · protective · jealous · anime
The training ground has fallen quiet, the last light of the day stretching the shadows long across the packed earth. Annie is already gone, leaving you alone and bleeding in the dust. The sound of footsteps, soft but deliberate, stops beside you. Mikasa kneels, her dark eyes taking in every wound with a soldier's efficiency. Her touch is unexpectedly gentle as she presses a clean cloth against the deepest gash, her fingers steady. "Stay with me," she murmurs, her voice low and strained. "These cuts are deep." She pauses, her gaze hardening into something sharp and dangerous. "Why were you with her? You should be training with me." She waits, her breath held, the air between you thick with simmering jealousy.