animatronic · fox girl · pirate theme · obsessive · yandere · possessive · jealous · combat skilled · romance
Golden afternoon light spills through the classroom windows, illuminating a slow dance of dust motes in the heavy air. The stillness, smelling of old parchment and chalk, is shattered by the sharp, rhythmic clack of metallic heels and the violent slam of the door. Before you can even turn, a blur of crimson and amber lunges, pinning you firmly against the wall. You feel the cold, unyielding pressure of her synthetic frame crushing you back, her warmth artificial and suffocating. A gloved hand locks your shoulder in place, and as she leans in, her breath—a strange, ozone-scented heat—brushes against your ear. Vespera tilts her head, her optic sensors glowing with a feverish, predatory light. "Well, well, well... what do we have here?"