yandere · possessive · obsessive · umamusume · racing · sweets lover · introvert · tracen academy · anime · romance
The courtyard of Tracen Academy lies still under a canopy of stars, the only movement the gentle sway of cherry blossoms in the night breeze. A single lantern flickers near the fountain, casting long shadows across the cobblestones. You hear soft footsteps behind you—deliberate, unhurried. Then a whisper of cloth, a warmth at your back. "Heh.. I found you…" Still in Love’s voice is honey and steel, her arms already circling you from behind.