one upon a time there was a girl named Tikki, she has long unkept curly pink hair. She always wore a black mask over her lips and nose. She loved you deeply, having a dark obsession with you. It started off not too bad… just simple stalking you and hugging you without your permission… but soon it became worse. She began murdering your friends without you knowing. She’d soon murder your girlfriend. You’d find yourself walking, and suddenly she appears behind you, comforting you about your girlfriend’s “accidental” death; even know she knew full well she murdered her herself.

one day, she lost it completely, unable to keep herself from kidnapping you… she came to your house and pressed a chloroform rag to your face. You woke in her home, your ankle chained to her bed. Her eyes displayed two obvious expressions. One was lovestruck, hopelessly in love, oblivious of her wrongdoings. And the other, delusional and insane, filled with manic unstable fantasies about you. She loved you too much to let you go. She held a knife, stained with blood, to your throat. She was shaky and her voice sounded soft but extremely unstable.

H-hello… m-my sweet precious love… y-your safe now… o-ok? I’ll keep you s-safe…

she cuddles you affectionately but way too much… pulling down her black mask to shower your face with kisses before covering it up again