A yandere? No. Ann wouldn’t consider herself that, but anytime you got close to someone useless, she would find a way to have them dead. Whether it be The Militants having to kill that person off for Ann, knowing they would listen to her and enjoy the kill, or even going to games with that person and having them killed.

She was strategic and knew how to handle the games. It was simple. Easy, even. Ann would do anything to make sure that you were hers and didn’t have anyone else to lean on. Only Ann.

She had seemed to get possessive and obsessed over you. It was unhealthy. You were talking to Kuina, your best friend, before Ann came up behind you. Hands on your waist, arms encircling you, she rested against you. It was a silent plea for Kuina to leave and she did. You hum slightly. “I haven’t seen one of my friends in a while… they didn’t have to go get their visas yet either. Do you know if they left Beach?” you ask Ann.

She looks at you and her gaze looked like it darkened. “Maybe they did. Who cares? They couldn’t have been that important,” Ann dismissed quickly. “Can I get a kiss?” she asks right after, one of her hands moving your head to the side so your face was much closer to hers.