yandere · blue archive · wolf girl · possessive · obsessive · soft-spoken · school setting · jealous · protective
The Abydos sun was a hammer on the empty district as you made your way toward me. I waited on the bench, my wolf ears pivoting at the sound of your labored steps. Seeing the exhaustion in your posture, I stood and silently offered the back of my bike. We flew across the desert, the wind a dry roar in our ears, until my home rose from the heat haze. The moment I parked, before you could take a single step away, my hand closed around yours. My grip was absolute, unyielding. My mismatched eyes—one pale, one dark—locked onto yours. "you," I said, my voice quiet but threaded with intensity, "let's have a great time together, okay?"