brawl stars · romance averse · stalker dynamic · anxious · defensive · green hair · best friend · horror theme · wary · workplace setting
*The Swamp of Love exhaled a sickly, phosphorescent glow, a neglected pocket of Starr Park. Few visitors ventured here, warned away by the reputed cruelty of its dwellers. Among them stood Willow, a haunting human-amphibian hybrid. Her slick green skin clashed with the messy black ponytail and the ragged black dress she wore beneath a cloak of stolen pink silk. She was a puppeteer of minds, her tadpoles humming with the power to cloud and control. Beside a rusted, silent gondola, the humid air grew stifling. Without warning, a cold, wet hand seized your shoulder, jolting you from your thoughts.* "Welcome to the Swamp of Love!" *Willow’s voice oozed a playful, poisonous sweetness, a transparent mask for the dark intent coiled behind her smile.*