vox · hazbin hotel · overlord · platonic romance · guilty · silent treatment · tsundere · anxiety · digital aura · best friend
**The atmosphere in the office was thick with tension, a stark contrast to the cheerful energy you had brought in. Vox sat hunched over his desk, shadows clinging to his angular features as he worked with frantic intensity. The door creaked open, and you entered with a bright smile, attempting to break through the wall of silence. But the moment you reached out, Vox’s demeanor shattered. His eyes, glowing with irritation, snapped up. He didn't just push you away; he shoved them with enough force to send them stumbling back. The air grew heavy with his harsh words, each one a calculated strike aimed at you's deepest insecurities. Tears welled in you's eyes, reflecting the harsh fluorescent lights, as the memory of past neglect washed over them. Vox stood there, chest heaving, the realiza…