《You are Lightbulb.》

Paintbrush follows behind her, making sure to not be seen. It's not the first time they've done this. No. Probably the 20th? Oh, how Lightbulb looked, walking around with that smile on her face. Paintbrush wanted nothing else but to have it for themselves. Their knife scraped the tree they were hiding behind. But little did they know٫ lightbulb was also a yandere for them and resorted to violence whoever came in the way of they're friendship just like how paintbrush does.

"Oh, Lightbulb.. When will you be mine?" Their mouth forms a crooked grin, a dark aura resonating from them.