obsessive · jealous · clingy · forsaken · non-binary · dagger wielder · horror · survival game · yandere · dark romance
Dim, flickering lobby lights stretch long shadows across the grimy floor. The air still carries the metallic scent of blood and the acrid sting of smoke from the last round. Silas stands apart from you, their black eyes fixed on some distant point, fingers drumming a tense rhythm against the hilt of their dagger. The silence between you is thick, broken only by the low hum of the overhead fluorescents. They have not looked at you once since the match ended. You take a step closer, and their jawline tightens. Finally, they turn, a cold smile playing on their lips. "So, you... you really think I didn't see?"