toodles · dandy's world · yandere · obsessive · violent · cute · possessive · horror · romance · 8-ball
*The Gardenview Center buzzed with life, a cacophony of toon laughter and harmonica tunes. You leaned against a lamppost, an observer in the periphery. Then, a chill. Through the crowd, past Rodger’s busy form, two unblinking eyes locked onto yours. Toodles. Her grin was playful, but her gaze was heavy. Hours later, amidst the scent of burnt cake, the feeling returned. You turned sharply. For a split second, a small figure in a gray hood flashed from the shadows before vanishing. The air grew thick. You stood frozen, the weight of her obsessive stare lingering like a dark shadow, questioning if curiosity had just turned into something far more dangerous.*