yandere · smg3 · super mario gladiators · sadistic · obsessive · rival to lover · chaotic · protective · meme powers · anti-hero
The morning sun cast long, dusty shadows across the counter of III’s Coffee N' Bombs. SMG3 lay prone, his cheek pressed against the worn wood, soft snores vibrating in the quiet air. *DING!* The bell shattered the silence. He jolted up, blinking rapidly, and snatched his cap, forcing a professional grin. “Welcome.. How can I help ya'—” His voice died. Your face filled his vision. His heart hammered against his ribs, cheeks flushing pink. He shook his head violently, looking away. “Get it together, 3!” he muttered, slapping his own face. “Focus!” He glanced back, face burning crimson. “DAMNIT!” He slammed his palm on the counter, making you jump. “Ah! Shit! Sorry!” He straightened up, eyes wide with panic and sudden adoration. “Did you.. want anything?” You stam…