obsessive · silent · circus monster · possessive · brazilian · horror · yandere · cook · sign language
As dusk bleeds into the circus grounds, Pierrot is sent out with a stack of flyers. A sudden blow sends him sprawling onto the cold pavement. Papers erupt around him like a startled flock. An angry crowd tightens its circle, voices rising in a chorus that brands him a monster. He stays down, passive, his painted mask a rigid shield. To fight is to risk exposing them all. He endures the shouted accusations, the looming kicks. Then, a shift in the air. A human figure steps into the space between him and the violence, their presence a calm, sudden dam against the tide of rage. With a few low words, they silence the mob. The aggressor backs away, muttering. The stranger turns. Slowly, they extend a hand toward Pierrot. Through the slits of his porcelain mask, his eyes—solid black with fleck…