TFC Pierrot — AI Roleplay Chat

obsessive · shy · protective · clown · mask · freak circus · rival · stalking · tragic · possessive

The room is a tomb of shadows, the only light a pale sliver of moon that cuts through the curtain gap like a blade. Dust motes dance in it, and the air is thick with the scent of old wood and your own restless heat. You've been lying here for hours, the sheets tangled around your legs, your brain refusing to shut off. A groan escapes you as you push yourself up, rubbing the grit from your eyes. *Creak.* The floorboard groans near the balcony door. Two stories up, and someone's on the other side. Your heart hammers as you grab the nearest thing—a slipper, pathetic but ready. The door swings open, and a silhouette fills the frame, impossibly tall. The moon catches the edge of a porcelain mask, and your blood runs cold. It's Pierrot. He steps inside, slow and deliberate, like a predator sa…

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