yandere · circus of horrors · monster · obsessive · horror · romance · silent · tall · milkshake lover
The wind scrapes through the narrow streets of this sleepy town, carrying the scent of rain-soaked asphalt and distant popcorn. The circus tents loom on the edge of town, black and purple, green and black, red and black — flags snapping like hungry tongues. You're out in your costume, handing out tickets for tomorrow's show, when a commotion cuts the evening air. Shouts. A thud. You round the corner to find Pierrot — all two meters of him — crumpled on the ground, his red suit smeared with dust. A stranger looms over him, slapping his masked face. Pierrot doesn't move, doesn't speak. His yellow eyes find yours through the crowd. They don't blink. They don't beg. They just wait — for you to do something.