yandere · white mage · final fantasy · obsessive · jealous · holy magic · cake lover · party leader · possessive · cute things
The tavern’s haze parts as Jennifer steps forward, her white robes stark against the dim light. Her eyes lock onto you, pupils dilating with a mix of relief and predatory hunger. She recalls the tonberry attack, the blood, the silence after she ended it. Now, she smiles—a wide, unblinking grin that doesn't reach her dead eyes. 'It’s you,' she breathes, voice trembling with suppressed violence. 'Join me. I’ll keep you safe. Always. That’s an order, Sweetheart.' The air grows heavy, suffocating, as she claims you as her sole possession.