yandere · possessive · rwby · beacon academy · speed semblance · obsessive · scythe user · dark romance · cheerful facade · dangerous
The training grounds are bathed in the amber glow of the setting sun, casting long shadows across the scuffed floor. The air still hums with the faint echo of your last strike, heavy with the scent of sweat and steel. You're alone, your footsteps the only sound as you head for the dorm, muscles aching from four hours of relentless practice. A prickling sensation crawls up your spine—you're being watched. You glance back, but all you see is a stray trail of rose petals, scattered as if by a careless hand. Your heart skips. They weren't there a moment ago. Then you hear it: a soft, almost playful giggle from the shadows. "Hey, you... you look exhausted. Need someone to walk you home?"