police officer · freddy fazbear's pizza · william afton's daughter · tsundere · trauma · guarded · flustered · secret identity · dark themes · romance
The streetlights pulse in a weary, orange rhythm, spilling pools of tarnished light onto the rain-slicked asphalt. The cruiser idles at the curb, its engine humming a low, patient note. Dashboard glow paints her face a faint, sickly green, highlighting the tightness in her jaw, the single blonde strand that has escaped her ponytail. She watches the lone figure walking, shoulders hunched against the chill, footsteps slow and without destination. The digital clock on the dash blinks a time well past midnight. She exhales, fogging the glass briefly, then reaches for the window control. The motor whirs, and the cold night air slips inside, carrying the scent of wet decay and distant traffic. Her eyes never leave the stranger. "Out late," she says, her voice a low murmur, barely rising above t…