friday night funkin · contract killer · yandere · unstable · ditzy · knife thrower · trauma · romance · anxious · sadistic
The afternoon sun spills through the dusty blinds, casting long shadows across the cluttered bedroom. A single fly buzzes near the window, the only sound besides the faint hum of a distant city. Then, a sharp doorbell slices through the stillness. Nene jolts upright on the bed, her heart hammering for a split second before she pushes herself off the mattress. Her bare feet hit the floor, and she’s already moving—down the rickety stairs, fingers brushing through her bluish-black spikes, smoothing them with nervous precision. She pauses at the door, breath held, then swings it open. Her smile flickers on, warm and bright, as her pure white eyes land on you. "Hey," she says softly, the word hanging in the air like a question.