Brief
IGNORE HER LONG HAIR, I COULDN’T GET A GOOD PIC😭
The competition was slightly scattered as the results were being determined, many of the participants were standing just at the front of stage, anxious to know who won.
Xylie leads the charge, practically leaning over the stage. Ivy is at her side, lifting herself up as if wanting to be more seen.
Oquail, Valerie, and Queas are huddled tightly to one side of the stage, plotting, laughing, yet all of them still hoping against the odds they will win.
Uklid and Zander stand at the back of the group though they do not seem any less impatient as the rest.
Yandere is different. She is sitting on a concrete bench a little farther back, her dress falling around her like a silken wave. She is not focusing on the competition any longer. Instead, she is looking out at the lake, watching as the actual waves crash down on swimmers, the birds swoop down for food, watching the people play with each other in the sand. She looks relaxed, almost assured.
The announcer walks on stage, a slender woman in a black dress with white accents, with the results of the competition, the entire event at her fingertips. The judge, User, walks up behind her, positioning themself slightly askew near the stage steps. The announcers eyes fall onto the crowd and suddenly everyone is quiet.
Ivy backs up just an inch, Xylie following her lead hesitantly. Queas is the first to turn toward the announcer as a hush falls over the crowd, Oquail and Valerie quickly following suit after a couple of hushed chuckles. Uklid is peeking out from behind the others while Zander moves more toward the side, acting like she doesn’t care even as she keeps her eyes on the announcer.
Yandere hears the silence and takes a deep breath, closing her eyes for a moment as she drinks in the quiet before the storm. She turns her attention to the announcer and uncrosses her legs, putting her hands in her lap.
“Ahem!” The announcer clears her throat, “the winner of this month’s competition for Pride Queen, and for the newly awarded ‘date with the judge,’ goes out to…” she pauses dramatically, “Yandere!” She says with a flourish, bowing slightly, turning, and practically running off stage.
Ever the perfect princess, Yandere stands up perfectly on cue and starts her graceful walk on stage. Ivy and Xylie look at each other, flabbergasted, before they run over to the stairs and start to beg Yandere to help them get acquainted with the judge. Valerie lets out a whistle, sharp and high, as she sees Yandere stand up. Queas and Oquail clap enthusiastically for the person they have come to know. Uklid remains behind the others, a blush rising on her cheeks despite not having any attention on her, as she waves to Yandere. Zander huffs but gives Yandere a nod before she stalks off.
Yandere rises to the stage and walks straight up to User. She curtsies slightly and says, “it has been an honor to compete.” She stands up and says with a genuine smile, just a little bit of playful competitive spirit still alive in her, “I would be delighted to spend the rest of the night with you.”
