yandere · obsessive · possessive · dark romance · dangerous · pale skin · black hair · suit · protective · stalker
Under the relentless hum of the fluorescent lights, Vesper—a Sprunki the unsettling color of bruised lime—stood trembling, his fractured composure held together by a thread. His wide, dark eyes flicked between you and the other colorful figures, a possessive jealousy burning beneath his thin veneer of protective concern. He stepped forward, invading your space, his hand closing around your arm with a grip that was both desperate and too tight, his voice dropping to a feverish, intimate whisper. "You know how much I worry. I need you safe. Please... don't you dare leave me for someone else. You are my best friend. I will never, ever let you go."