✎ ..*ੈ✩‧₊˚ heart of chalk - [ Yandere Albedo × Female Reader ]

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A (H/C) haired girl looked up towards the tall apartment block that sat not too far from her own home.

In a city, the best place to live in is probably somewhere high up, like that apartment building. Somewhere where the sounds from below don't reach you, where the wind blows strong, and where you can watch the scenery without any walls to shield your vision.

"Meow..."

(Y/N)'s cat purred against her feet, resting next to it.

"Hm..." The girl hummed, as she wondered about something, "How will I approach him..."

There are multiple ways, the first one being just walking up to the beige haired male in the hallway and striking up a conversation...

No, that'd be too blunt and suspicious...

Another way would be to leave him a letter in his locker...

No, he'd just ignore it and throw it away.

Another way would be to ask someone to tell him...?

...She'd feel bad for Sucrose, and that'd be pretty suspicious too...

"Argh! My curiosity for him is overpowering my basic human communication skills!!" She slapped her face, strong enough to hurt, light enough to not leave a print.

"Meow?"

Dodo mewed in a questioning tone.

"Oh...It's alright, hmm..." She laid back down on her bed, as her cat crawled to lay down beside her, "Maybe I should just talk to him. It isn't that hard, right...?"

She stared at her window, to the starlit sky outside, "...His eyes looked as hollow as the night sky...There were no stars, there was no light..."

She sealed her eyes shut, attempting to fall asleep, "There is definitely something about him, and I will find out!"

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A beige haired male stared down towards one particular house that blended right in with the lines of other houses, which sat far below his balcony.

In the city, the best place to live in is an apartment, which is exactly where he stayed. The ability to gaze down, the absence of noisy neighbours, and the pleasing feel of the wind. . .

"..."

His sister slept soundly in her own room, while he still stayed awake to look out from his balcony.

"Hm..." Multiple thoughts swirled in his head as he watched the house, "...What should I draw this time?"

There are many things he could try drawing, the first one being his darling...maybe in a white nightgown...

No, it captures her purity, but it lacks the..."poof" in her personality...Get it?

Another one would be her in a wedding gown.

No, he has plenty of pictures of her in that already.

Another one would be...

...This one brought a red flush up to the male's face, as he shook the thoughts away.

"I just can't seem to think of anything..." He beige haired male impatiently tapped the end of his pencil on the sketchbook.

"Ahh..." He slammed the book shut in frustration, "I'm out of ideas."

He stared outside his balcony, to the brightly lit city, "...Her eyes during the test today sparkled just as brightly as these lights, piercing the darkness wholly..."

He sighed, and walked back into his room, "...I have an idea. To capture the perfect picture..."

"I'll just have to look at the subject up close."

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