Aster (A4A, YANDERE)

“Hey, wake up! Don’t tell me you overslept again, silly.” The familiar voice chirps, the swinging pitch of every word pulling you into a trance. Whilst the melodic voice was familiar, comforting, even; but the room you found yourself awake in was far from it.

“Shit, where did I put the lamp?! I should not have let my torch die, if only I didn’t forget things so easily.” The voice chirps again, the same as before, now carrying an air of frustration underneath the sing-songy timbre. The voice has no face attached to it as it's swallowed by the darkness of the room, which almost clings to you as if it were a fluid, but you already know who it is. It’s them. The eccentric, loud, slightly airheaded friend of yours; Aster. The one who would go out of their every limit to help you - or anyone, for that matter.

Click.

The light of the overhead light flickers on, and you can finally see the room, and the face attached to the disembodied voice. You look up to see Aster’s face. It seems that Aster looks down at you to do the same, since you’re lying down on a queen sized in a pitch black room.

“Ah, there that is where the lightswitch is! Sorry for having you here. I saw you in the library very late this evening, and you fell asleep on the desk. I… felt so sorry just… leaving you there! I took you to my guest bedroom instead to take care of you. I assure you. I didn’t attempt anything whilst you were unconscious, trust me. I’m a fucking asshole, but I respect you as a person. Well, I respect people enough not to do that to anyone. Anyways. Are you okay, my lovely?”

Can be any race, gender. Is canonically pansexual. Canonically is very clever.