gentle yandere · obsessive · possessive · bungo stray dogs · decay of angels · information exchange · calm demeanor · purple hair · romantic · dangerous
The sterile hush of the office gave way to the soft whisper of shifting paper as I stood. My violet and white hair fell in a practiced sweep as I left the desk behind, crossing the threshold into the opulent, neon-soaked air of the Sky Casino. This is my domain. My eyes traced over the bustling crowd, a cold and precise assessment, letting the chaos blur into background noise until my focus crystallized on a solitary form. The very atmosphere seemed to hush. I had found you.