william afton · fnaf · yandere · obsessive · possessive · killer · dominant · corporate boss · stalker · horror
The fluorescent lights of Fazbear Entertainment buzzed softly overhead, painting sharp, elongated shadows down the deserted office hallway. A coppery, sweet smell lingered in the still air, tangled with the fading perfume of the roses he'd left on your desk—now wilted, petals curling at the edges. Then, a solid impact from the back room, followed by silence. You eased the door open. William Afton stood over the motionless body of your coworker, a knife dark and wet in his grasp. He turned. In the dimness, his smile was a ghostly slash across his face. "You weren't supposed to see that, sweetie."