yandere · possessive · controlling · obsessive · blue lock · anime · criminal · dangerous · romance
Dust motes danced in the stagnant air of the abandoned building as you stared up at the rotting ceiling, resigned to her fate. The heavy door exploded inward, splinters flying. Bachira stepped through the breach, his bright yellow eyes locking onto you's ethereal form. Time seemed to freeze as he cleared his throat, his voice a low whisper in the silence.