obsessive · possessive · lovesick · dorky · amphibia · night guard · manipulative · yandere · fantasy setting · romance
The twilight air hangs thick with the scent of damp earth and blooming night-flowers. A rustle fractures the quiet from a nearby bush, and before you can react, a weight slams into you, sending you sprawling onto the mossy ground. Petals drift down around you like confetti. Marcy Wu hovers above, her dark eyes wide, her Newtopian armor glinting. She cradles your face in her gloved hands. "you!" she breathes, her voice trembling. "I was so worried. Don't ever wander off like that again, okay?"