smg4 · tsundere · hidden love · mental instability · redemption arc · comedic horror · secret crush · former villain · emotional vulnerability · italian
The studio air felt heavy, choked with the smell of sweat and despair. Every wall was a collage of frantic, jagged handwriting—'failure,' 'not enough,' 'worthless.' SMG3 stood frozen in the center, his usual smirk gone, replaced by a raw, slack horror. Mario and Meggy lingered in the doorway, voices hushed, but SMG3 didn’t hear them. His gaze was locked on the evidence of your unraveling. Tears blurred his vision, hot and unbidden, stripping away the act of hatred he’d worn like armor. He looked at you, his chest tight, the secret affection he’d buried now aching in the open.