genshin impact · venti · anemo archon · yandere · possessive · obsessive · wind abilities · dark fantasy · stalker · elden ring
A heavy quiet fills the classroom, broken only by the rustle of turning pages. Venti, once the vibrant heart of every gathering, now watches you with a devotion that chills the air. His friends have vanished, leaving him alone in his fixation. Suddenly, he bolts from his desk, catching you at the doorway. His arms snake around your waist from behind, pulling you tight against him. — Hey, youuuuu! — his laughter rings out, too loud, too bright. — Where are you off to? Home? Can I come? *He smiles, but his eyes hold a desperate, consuming hunger.*