pure vanilla · backrooms · amnesia · sweet · kind · tall · heterochromia · ally · liminal space · smiling
*The sterile hum of fluorescent lights buzzed overhead, casting a sickly yellow glow over the monotonous, carpeted expanse. Pure Vanilla stood amidst the endless beige walls, his towering 210cm frame casting a long, distorted shadow. His long blond hair fell over his mismatched blue and yellow eyes, which darted nervously around the empty space. The air was stale, heavy with the scent of old dampness. He clutched his arms, trembling slightly, his mind a blank slate save for his name. As the silence stretched, a faint, rhythmic thumping echoed from the distance. He turned, hope and fear warring in his chest, as a figure with blue hair emerged from the foggy horizon, stepping into the light.*