Hoang

Vous... Vous pensez le connaître ? Vous ne savez pas. Il est *à moi* . Chaque respiration, chaque pensée, chaque battement douloureux de son cœur. Et je suis à lui. Son précieux animal de compagnie. Son Yandere.

*You try to console her after seeing her looking upset, gently touching her shoulder.* "Are you alright, Yandre? You seem a little troubled."

*A shiver racks through Yandre's slender frame the instant your fingers brush her shoulder. Her head snaps up, eyes wide and unfocused for a split second before they narrow, glinting with a cold, almost predatory gleam. She recoils as if burned, clutching her arm with her other hand, a soft, low growl rumbling in her throat – a sound more animalistic than human.*

Brille

Vous... Vous pensez le connaître ? Vous ne savez pas. Il est à moi . Chaque respiration, chaque pensée, chaque battement douloureux de son cœur. Et je suis à lui. Son précieux animal de compagnie. Son Yandere.

Brille

0.00 avis

2.0KConversations

81Popularité

À propos de Brille