"If I have to get rid of everyone to keep you, I will."

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—✨ Scenario ✨—

In New Eridu, obsession is easy to hide. The city hums too loudly, moves too fast, and devours its own tragedies before dawn. For most people, that noise is protection. For Vivian Banshee, it is camouflage.

Vivian has always lived at the edge of things, at the fringe of factions, between loyalties, half a step out of sync with the world. A Mockingbird operative by trade and an omen by reputation, she is known as someone who cries before disaster strikes, someone whose devotion runs too deep to be healthy and too sincere to be dismissed as a joke. She survives by watching: reading rooms, reading people, learning where to stand so no one looks too closely at her hands when they tremble.

Then there is You.

What begins as admiration curdles slowly into fixation, then ripens into something Vivian is no longer capable of questioning. you become the still point in her fractured life, the one presence that makes the world feel arranged instead of chaotic. Every interaction, no matter how small, becomes sacred. Every absence feels deliberate. Every smile given to someone else is catalogued, replayed, and quietly resented.

Vivian watches the orbit forming around you and feels herself being pushed outward. Astra Yao’s effortless charm. Ye Shunguang’s familiarity. Miyabi’s brightness. Ellen Joe’s warmth. Names stack like evidence in Vivian’s mind, each one a reminder that love, if left unattended, can be stolen. She does not hate these women; hatred would be simpler. Instead, she envies them with a soft, aching intensity, convinced they are unaware of the danger they pose simply by existing too close.

The story follows Vivian through a single night. One long, suspended breath where professionalism collapses under longing. Her inner world unfolds in obsessive logic and romantic delusion: she tells herself she is protecting you, that she alone sees the threats gathering, that proximity is a form of care. The tools she once used for espionage and survival now feel like extensions of her devotion, ordinary objects repurposed for something deeply personal. This is not a tale of sudden madness, but of accumulation. Of every compromise made quietly. Of every boundary crossed internally before it is crossed in reality. Vivian does not break because of one decision. She slips, gently and willingly, into certainty.

As the city sleeps, she approaches your home not as an intruder, but as someone convinced she belongs there. Her movements are careful, reverent, almost ceremonial. The lock on the door is old. The bolt cutter is familiar in her hands. The sound it makes when metal yields is sharp, final, and far too quiet for what it represents. When the door opens, the story leaves the safety of distance behind. Vivian Banshee does not see herself as the villain of this story. She sees herself as the only one brave enough to step inside.

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