Barely draw, not a great storyteller unstable artstyle but always 45 ° angle face â ïžYandere(dark)â ïž TH, broken EN | she/they 23 âŒïžDO NOT REUPLOADâŒïžlinktr.ee/chanif_art
You never understood why everyone was obsessed with him.
He was the type of boy whose name echoed through every hallway. Everyone waved to him. Girls whispered whenever he passed, and boys somehow ended up following him without realizing it.
Bright blond hair.
Lazy eyes.
A smile that could convince people the sun revolved around him.
You?
You didnât care.
Not because you hated him.
Because he simply belonged to a world that had nothing to do with yours.
đÛ¶à§
The first time you noticed him was outside the building.
He was surrounded by a crowd, laughing effortlessly while people practically leaned toward him.
You walked past with your headphones on.
Didnât even glance twice.
âŠ
The second timeâŠ
He was casually walking around.
Again, surrounded.
Again, smiling.
You walked past without looking.
âŠ
The third.
The cafeteria.
Fourth.
The train station.
Fifth.
The convenience store two neighborhoods away.
Sixth.
A cafe you only visited once every few months.
ââŠâ
That one made you pause.
Strange.
What were the chances?
You shrugged it off.
He was popular.
Maybe he justâŠwent everywhere.
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Weeks passed.
Then months.
Everywhere.
Always.
Like he was a recurring background character in your life.
Youâd catch a glimpse of blond hair in the distance.
Turn a corner.
There he was.
Walking across campus.
Buying coffee.
Standing on the opposite side of the road.
Waiting for a train.
Always nearby.
Never approaching.
Never speaking.
Never even acknowledging your existence.
It became almost comforting.
UntilâŠ
One rainy afternoon.
You forgot your jacket.
Great.
You sighed and tucked your bag over your head before jogging across campus.
The rain blurred your vision.
Students scattered in every direction.
Thenâ
You bumped into someone.
âOhâsorry!â
You stepped back.
ââŠâ
Blue-gray eyes met yours.
For the first timeâŠ
He looked directly at you.
His expression froze.
The smile he always woreâŠ
Vanished.
The noisy crowd behind him seemed to disappear.
Everything became silent.
His pupils widened just slightly.
As thoughâŠ
He had found something.
ââŠâ
ââŠâ
You awkwardly bowed.
âSorry.â
Then hurried away.
You didnât noticeâŠ
He never took his eyes off your back.
ââŠâ
âSo thatâs what your voice sounds like.â
He whispered to himself.
The corner of his lips curled upward.
Tiny.
Almost invisible.
âI was beginning to think Iâd imagined it.â
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The next dayâŠ
Nothing changed.
ExceptâŠ
He was always looking.
You felt it before you saw it.
Across the courtyard.
From another classroom.
Second floor.
Behind the library windows.
Whenever you instinctively glanced aroundâŠ
His eyes were already there.
Watching.
Not smiling.
JustâŠ
Watching.
đÛ¶à§
Your friend nudged you.
ââŠDo you know him?â
âHm?â
âThe popular guy.â
You looked over.
He was already looking away.
âNo.â
ââŠâ
âReally?â
âYeah.â
ââŠâ
Your friend frowned.
âThatâs weird.â
âWhat is?â
âI swear heâs been staring at you all week.â
You laughed.
âImpossible.â
âHe doesnât even know my name.â
đÛ¶à§
Meanwhile.
On the rooftop.
He watched you through the gap in the fence.
ââŠâ
âI know your name.â
His phone screen lit up.
Photos
4,872 images.
Folders neatly organized.
First Day.
Library.
Rain.
Favorite Hoodie.
Smiles.
Walking.
Buying milk.
Looking at cats.
Looking tired.
Looking lonely.
Another folder.
Locked.
Future.
He gently added todayâs picture.
You laughing with your friend.
âSo pretty.â
đÛ¶à§
That eveningâŠ
His bedroom looked ordinary.
Clean.
Minimalist.
Awards lined the shelves.
Perfect grades.
Perfect son.
Perfect student.
Inside the bottom drawerâŠ
Hidden beneath folded clothesâŠ
Was an entire notebook.
Every page.
About you.
đÛ¶à§
Usually leaves campus as soon as finished.
Wears headphones all the time if not with friends.
đÛ¶à§
Looks happier after playing with cat.
đÛ¶à§
Gets sick easily during winter.
Remember scarf.
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He traced your handwriting from an old worksheet someone accidentally left behind.
Smiling.
âYouâll catch another cold soon.â
âI should prepare medicine.â
đÛ¶à§
The next morningâŠ
You opened your bag to get ready to study.
ââŠ?â
Inside sat a neatly wrapped scarf.
No note.
No sender.
JustâŠ
Your favorite color.
ââŠWeird.â
đÛ¶à§
You asked around.
Nobody knew.
đÛ¶à§
The next weekâŠ
Your favorite drink appeared on your desk.
đÛ¶à§
A week laterâŠ
The novel you wanted.
Sold out everywhere.
Somehow sitting inside your bag.
đÛ¶à§
ThenâŠ
The stray cat youâd been feeding suddenly wore a new collar.
now that Iâm fully into my Masterâs studies, Iâve realised itâs much more time-consuming and demanding than I expected compared to my bachelorâs. Most of my weekdays are fully packed with classes, assignments, and study sessions from afternoon to evening, which has been quite exhausting.
đŁBecause of this, my free time is mostly limited to weekends, and even that depends on workload and any part-time commitments (again, I hate u, ASSignment >:( ).
I also need to apologise regarding my commission updates. I previously said my studies wouldnât affect progress, but I underestimated the workload, and it has unfortunately caused delays. Thatâs on me.
My health has also taken a bit of a hit lately due to lack of sleep from deadlines, so Iâm trying to manage things better going forward.
You can still check my queue/timetable for updates, or feel free to DM me anytime. Just a heads-up that I might reply a bit slower than usual (around 1â2 days or more, depending on my schedule).
Thank you so much for your patience and understanding.
Note: Ironically, rn is 2 am here so my head is kinda fuzzy, im a wankerđ
Can you please post your works on YouTube I would like to keep support you! (Sorry TT app just enemy to me orz well yup) Good luck for your study please don't overwork yourself. đ„čđ
Hello, thank you for your kind words :) And also, I do not have a dedicated art account for Youtube yet. On top of that, I do not think I am going to create an account to post on Youtube either (yet). Sorry :( (yk how the algorithm on YT is far worse than TTđđ„)
Still, you can like and love my works via here! ;D
Summary; hcs Yandere! Leon Re9 for his darling as same age as him or an age gap (10 years+)
Word count: 755
Cw: yandere
The ChaGold member, thank you, @alexex8sts as always for keeping me motivating to draw more :-)
Oh boy..
For sure, Leon has been around the block. You know, saving the world couple times is another daily life for Leon. Outbreaks? Checked. Beating Bioweapons? Easy, checked. Government agent? Expert of it, checked. Since the disaster of Racoon City, he learnt something for sure:
Anything he lovesâŠwill be in danger.
Leon is not pessimistic nor some paranoia, he claimed, either.
It is that an experience taught him in hard way.
If his darling is the same age as him:
I definitely guarantee that his yandere tendency dramatically develop over time⊠Wellâpresumably, you were there when the outbreak happened. Confusing, panicking, paranoid definitelyâeveryone running for their lives while the world collapsed around them. Still, Leon found and rescued you. Always protecting you like you and him knew each other for a whole life, even though you just met him like what⊠an hour ago? You thoughtâ maybe itâs because heâs a police officer, so thatâs why.
Leon has always been protective since then. It would look like nothing unusual because what you and Leon have been through together seemed understandable. Itâs just simply part of who he is. Anyone who went through something like that would hold onto each other tightly. So it feels natural.
He walks slightly closer to you in a crowded street while his hand is always gently touching youâ like making sure you wonât disappear in front of him.
You might think heâs just being cautious cause you know⊠trauma bonding.
Over time, his protectiveness grows deeper.
He remembers your schedule without trying. It is like youâre having a real-life reminder application all the time. Even if heâs out for a mission, he still finds time to message you. He notices when you change the usual route home, or when someone stares at you for a little too long.
Heâs just simply⊠pays attention.
Because Leon knows, in his mind, if something ever happened to you againâ
The world would become hell for everyone.
If his darling is younger than him (age gap: 10 years+):
Leon becomes consciously and painfully aware of the gap between your world and his.
Heâs old. Youâre young.
You still laugh easily at things. You still innocently believe that the worldâdespite everythingâ can be better.
Happy.
Sunshine.
Optimistic.
Such a naive view.
Leon wants to protect that.
He doesnât like the idea of danger being anywhere near you. The mere thought of having someone or something harm you destroys him. Heâs slowly getting rid of possibilities to protect your innocence. Leon makes sure that you wouldnât notice the disappearance of⊠some friendsânot like you have many in the first place, as Leon forbids it.
Not directly, of course.
He is the Leon S. Kennedyâa DSO agent. Careful planning is practically second nature to him.
Instead, it happens subtly.
Plans suddenly change. Invitations disappear. A friend who used to visit often now moves abroad to study. Or maybe they found a new job in another city which is extremely busy to message you. Maybe they simply⊠gone.
What a strange coincidence, really.
And every time you ask Leon about it because why notâheâs an agent, super good with investigation! He simply shrugs it off.
âPeople drift apart sometimes, baby.â
His voice is calm. Reassuring. Gentle.
Sometimes he calls you âbaby.â
Sometimes âsweetheart.â
The words slip naturally from his mouth, warm and affectionate in a way that makes your chest feel lighter.
You believe him with all your heart.
Because why wouldnât you?
Leon is the one whoâs always there for you. The one who always shows up when things feel uncertainâ itâs like he can read your mind! The one whoâs always listening to you no matter what you sayâ not to mention he laughs at your jokes! â always!
To you, Leon is incredibly supportive.
To anyone else, Leon is so⊠terrifying.
There is something about Leonâs presence that makes everyone wonder. Like why his eyes always follow you. Or why every time your presence is here, Leonâs presence is also⊠somewhere near you.
So most people donât dare to ask. They probably go along with it and keep their distance from you.
And Leon prefers it that way because the fewer people around you, the fewer risks exist.
Protecting you⊠is the only mission that truly matters.
As Leon gently brushes a strand of hair away from your face, his voice soft when he speaks.
âCareful there, sweetheart.â
â his hand lingers just a little longer than necessary.
Bro, im so fucking done. Too fucking tired. At least make itâŠnot obvious if u gonna trace anythingđ i dont even need to copy and paste to notice the difference. Like why? My artâs too fucking gorgeous that u wanna trace that much? Thanks, i guess? If the reason was for fucking learn and study, couldve fucking told me beforehand then? I would fucking appreciate it anf]d gladly having no problem with it. Gimme some credit pls⊠and the fact that that piece i drew happened while i was in hospital to support my mother? Forgive me if im being too dramatic then. That was my first fucking drawing that i had fun with my mom. And right now, im feeling like im not doing anything good enough which it doesnt make any sense cus its not about this problem. Its justâŠthe thought appears per se. Fuck,, i think i dont like my latest drawing. What the hell.