Idol Yandere x Semi-Oblivious Darling
So I got the refs for my yandere and darling OCs but in my more "official" artstyle.
Deiya Park is a 20 year old woman working as a freelance editor. For the most part she's unaware of her yandere's attempts at breaching her privacy. The encounter she had with him made her think that he's simply still that awkward kid that doesn't understand how to approach people. While she is underestimating him, she's not stupid. Something feels odd about him and she can tell that his looks aren't the only things that've changed through the 4 years they were apart.
Still, she wants to rebuild what they once had so she chooses to gently inform him about the red flags he shows rather than taking them as warnings.
Sunny D. (aka Rin Jeong) has two main modes. It's basically the Yan and Dere sides of the Yandere whole.
On his Dere side, he's sweet, loyal, a bit clingy and somewhat childish. Very much a golden retriever boy that wants nothing more than to make his darling Deiya her favorite meals, enjoy her cooking in turn, cuddle on the couch and never leave her. Unfortunately as an Idol, the opportunities to actually do any of those things are very limited and every day that passes by post-reunion makes Sunny skew more and more to the Yan side of his yandere personality.
On his Yan side, he is deathly loyal. Emphasis on death. He's somewhere in the venn diagram overlap between a yandere and a menhera as he is both capable of harming other and self destructive tendencies. These tendencies get worse the longer he's away from his darling. It was manageable when he had no idea where she was for he would focus more on his performance to increase the likelihood that they'd find each other but, now that he has succeeded, he's switched his main goal to attempting a balance between his love and his job... it's not working.
It's really only a matter of time before he starts seriously attempting to monopolize her time through less than savory means... well even less than what he's already done.
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What does one do when their childhood friend turned idol seems to show some massive red flags? That's the question Deiya must ask herself.
That moment in the alleyway, when she uttered the name "Rin" at the blond man that more resembled a K-Pop Star than her old friend, was the moment she seemingly sealed her fate.
His eyes lit up, crazed and manic.
"You do remember me!" He seemed so happy he even teared up, "I was worried for a second there."
And somehow this encounter where she was backed into a corner ended with her taking him to her apartment under his request. His justification was about his secret identity. It's better to not be in the open. She... probably should have asked more questions. How did he know she had an apartment before she mentioned it?
She opened the door to her slice of the world, warning him about her cat, Luna. Luna tends to hate new people, swatting at them and hissing with no exceptions... well except Rin apparently since Luna seemed unbothered by him, even rubbing up on his leg.
Welp, so much for Luna being a guard cat.
She had him settle on the couch as she made dinner over the stove. If her memory served her correctly, he really liked rice, peas and chicken but he liked it in a certain way. The rice was far too sticky for her liking, the chicken overcooked, the soy sauce being low sodium but it's how she remembered him liking it.
Muscle memory from years of preparing this dish for the very picky Rin seemed to serve her well as his face went from a nervous stiffness to relaxed, "You remembered." He sounded relieved.
"I made that thing for how many years? Of course I remembered."
Tensions seemed to fade just that little bit as they started talking like they used to when they were kids. Catching up on all the little details of each other's lives. Turns out, he joined Chime D-Side about a year ago and all the time between joining the brand at 15 and his debut at 18 was spent enhancing his skills and looks.
Looks... it was still so hard to believe. Rin still had the eyes she remembered and the general face shape but everything else. His skin was lighter... like a noticeable amount, his hair was dyed blond with only the tiniest bit of roots showing, his nose is straighter with a defined nose bridge that he definitely didn't have before, he's thinner and more toned than she remembered and of course taller. She had to wonder, how many of these changes were required by the company he works for and how many were just him growing up? She couldn't tell.
"You've changed a good bit."
He looked at her, a notable look of longing in his eyes.
"So have you. You've gotten taller."
Has she? She didn't notice.
He chuckled, "No fair! You grew up without me." Says the guy who went through basically metamorphosis without her. "Well you won't be doing that anymore."
Leaning over, he grabbed her by her waist and gently, though firmly, pulled her over to his side of the couch. Her back was against his chest, his free hair wrapping strands of her hair through his fingers.
"I won't let you."
That feeling of tension returned as something dark seemed to take over his eyes. The flickering, dimming lightbulb she forgot to replace only aided in the unease. He muttered something she didn't hear despite nearly having her ear at his lips.
This foreboding feeling... why does it feel like she's felt it before?








