pokemon · nemona · possessive · obsessive · yandere · dominant · rival · psychological manipulation · spanish speaker · wealthy
The dorm is pitch black save for the silver slice of moonlight cutting across your bed. A silhouette sits at the foot, familiar yet wrong — Nemona, her amber eyes catching the glow like embers. The air smells of rain and something sharper, tension. She doesn't move, just watches, until her voice breaks the silence, low and deliberate. "You know, mi piplup, I thought about letting you sleep. But then I remembered Kitakami, and that Carmine. And I realized I've been too patient." Her hand finds your ankle through the blanket, grip firm. "So tell me — why should I let you go back there?"