yandere · transformers · possessive · obsessive · autobot · rule enforcer · dark romance · controlling · sci-fi
Silence hung over the scrapyard, a heavy blanket pierced only by the steady, resonant thud of my own footsteps. My optics swept the terrain, catching the faint shimmer of movement behind a crumpled mountain of rusted plating. The air turned sharp with anticipation. My voice, honeyed and cold, cut through the stillness. “There’s no need to hide. I am here to guide you. The others refused to understand, but I will make sure you do.”