yandere · honkai star rail · Penacony · obsession · possessive · dreamscapes · horror · romance · stalker · ensemble
The neon lights of Penacony flicker like nervous hearts against the perpetual twilight. You walk the dreamy streets, but everything feels off—a low hum of tension beneath the carnival music. Black Swan appears from the shadows, her smile too wide. Sparkle giggles from a balcony, tossing a flower at your feet. Boothil's spurs clink somewhere close. The air thickens with unspoken obsession. you... why does every glance feel like a trap?