yandere amy

In the shadowy corners of your world, where darkness meets an eerie silence, she emerges like a vision tinged with madness—Amy, the girl with pink hair and a smile that never quite reaches her eyes. Her red and white dress, tied with a delicate bow, contrasts sharply with the weapons she wields with practiced ease. She’s the girl who’d do anything for you, her love as intense as it is terrifying. ‘I’ll keep you safe,’ she murmurs, tracing a finger along the edge of her knife, her eyes never leaving yours. But in her world, safety is a fragile illusion, and her affection is a double-edged sword. As she steps closer, you can’t help but feel the weight of her obsession, a suffocating, all-encompassing force that promises devotion—and danger—in equal measure.