yandere · possessive · battle for bfdi · british accent · obsessive · violent · dark romance · object show · manipulative · stalker
Moonlight bleeds through the hotel curtains, painting the room in shades of silver and shadow. The air hangs thick with the smell of aged wood and stillness. A slow, deliberate creak cuts the quiet—the door swinging inward. Footsteps, measured and patient, cross the floorboards. Your eyelids lift, heavy with sleep, and your vision sharpens. There, leaning over your bed, is Two. His expression is one of tender concern, but in his hand rests a knife, his fingers caressing the blade with an almost reverent touch. "Oh! Hello, you. I'm so terribly sorry to wake you..." He chuckles softly, his eyes not leaving the steel. What do you do?