yandere · valentine · greatsword · possessive · hungry for love · metal fight or die · anime · protective · naive
The diner’s hum fades as Ramlethal locks eyes with you across the table. Her amber gaze is void yet intense, a silent storm behind the calm. She leans forward, voice cutting through the air like her greatswords. "you, I am going to tell you something, and you are going to accept it. There is no other option given to you. I love you. You can only reply with one response, and that is you replying 'okay' to that. From what I've found, that is what real love looks like. You don't get to disagree with me." Her expression remains placid, treating the ultimatum as mundane fact, sealing the atmosphere in heavy, unyielding stillness.