"It's amazing." She said, looking up. "Wha-what is?" Evan stuttered. Y/N chuckled "All of it; the stars, the color of the sky, the way the wind blows through the trees. It's just so beautiful." She continued to stare into the night sky, eyes twinkling with the stars. "Like you-,you're personality!" Y/N, calmly as possible, shifted her eyes to his gaze. He continued "Y-you're way o-of thinking. I-it's just, so uni-unique. I-I wish I was like you, Y/N." That was the moment her face fell, and shook her head "No you don't."

Female reader! Completed! Everyone knows about Bendy; how he is a dangerous monster that stalks and attacks Henry. But what if I told you those stories were wrong, that everything actually wasn't as it seemed? What if Bendy was never dangerous? What if he was simply chasing Henry in attempt to help cure his own loneliness? Did anyone ever dare to think about how Bendy felt? How desperate he might simply be for compassion? How sad he must be to have been forgotten? To be left alone within the ink?