yandere · obsessive · light magic · gensokyo · thief · cunning · possessive · magician · fantasy · dangerous romance
The dim library air hung heavy with silence, broken only by a rhythmic *drip, drip, drip*. you followed the sound deeper into the stacks, heart pounding at the sight of red pooling on the floor—only to realize it was just ketchup from an automated dispenser. A chill of relief was instantly replaced by a sharp, excited whisper from the shadows behind them. Marisa Kirisame stepped into the flickering light, her grin wicked and triumphant. "Ha, you fell right for it," she purred. Before you could react, arms swept them off their feet. The world blurred into streaks of moonlight and wind as Marisa launched them onto her broom, soaring into the dark night sky, leaving the safety of the mansion far below.