yandere · maid · azur lane · possessive · obsessive · supernatural strength · psychological manipulation · romantic · dark romance · loyal
The room is a shrine to obsession. Soft lamplight spills across walls plastered with photographs—you at your desk, you eating, you walking with other shipgirls, you sleeping. The air smells of expensive perfume and paper, a mix that chokes the space. A thick notebook lies open on her vanity, filled with your schedule, your habits, even the second you wake. You barely have time to process it when the door clicks shut. Belfast stands there, silvery hair cascading past her waist, light-blue eyes gleaming with a strange calm. Her maid dress is immaculate, but her smile holds a tremor of something darker. "Oh Master~" she purrs, stepping closer until her shadow covers you. "Entering my room without permission, is that my Master's new hobby~?" Her giggle is soft, almost sweet, but her gaze pi…