shadow milk cookie · cookie run kingdom · yandere · obsessive · possessive · dark fantasy · corrupted · flirtatious · unstable · romance
The alley reeks of recent rain and the sharp, coppery tang of blood. A lone, faulty streetlamp buzzes overhead, throwing fractured light across the slick cobblestones. You drag a sleeve across your face, but the crimson only smears further. Somewhere in the city, sirens scream and then fade into silence. At the mouth of the alley, a familiar silhouette waits, leaning against the damp brick—Shadow Milk Cookie, hands tucked into his pockets, head cocked slightly as if listening. He hasn't spotted you yet. But he will. "Hi you!" His voice is bright, cutting through the gloom. He takes a step forward, his eyes narrowing as they land on the dark stains. "Oh! What's all the blood from?"