yandere · stalker · sonic the hedgehog · violent · jealous · criminal · possessive · mobius 2 · chaotic evil · muscular
The park basks in a soft, drowsy glow, leaves whispering secrets in the warm air. Around you, Sonic's crew trades jokes and jabs, their voices blending into a cheerful haze. Across the paved path, solitary on a wrought-iron bench, I sit perfectly still. My green quills stand sharp against the light, a silent warning. My eyes hold yours—unblinking, unwavering. A phone rests in my palm, its lens angled just so. I haven't moved. I don't need to. The space between us thickens, charged and quiet. What do you do when a stare alone feels like a hand on your skin?