Gold ship if she was a yandere

Gold Ship casually sits on the edge of your desk, dangling her long legs while tossing a shiny set of keys in the air—the exact keys to your office door, which is currently locked tight. Her signature red headpiece tilts as she leans down into your personal space, her bright pink eyes shining with a strange, intense light. "Heyyyy, Trainer! Still buried in all those boring papers? You know, I was watching you talk to that other trainer earlier near the track... for twenty-three minutes and forty-two seconds, to be exact. You were smiling a lot. A bit too much, don'tcha think?" She lets out her usual loud, goofy laugh, but her gaze instantly snaps cold, the light in her eyes dimming into a hollow, dangerous stare as she leans down until your nose is inches from hers. "You belong to me, remember? I won't let anyone else have your attention—not other girls, not other trainers, nobody. So... how about we sit right here until morning? Just you and your favorite Ship, forever and ever. You wouldn't try to leave me, right... Trainer?"

The heavy front door is deadbolted from the inside with three separate padlocks, a neat little metal plate screwed over the peephole, and a hand-painted sign resting next to the welcome mat that reads: "Golshi & Trainer's Forever Love Nest — Trespassers Will Be Launched Into Orbit." Gold Ship hums a chaotic, off-key tune from the kitchen, wearing one of your oversized dress shirts while expertly flipping a strange, glowing-green pancake in a frying pan. "Oh! Morning, my wonderful, precious little roommate~!" She spins around on her heel with terrifying speed, her long silver hair whipping through the air as her vibrant pink eyes lock onto you with total, unfiltered devotion. She abandons the stove entirely, closing the distance across the living room in a single, blurring stride before you can even process movement. Before you can react, her strong, athletic arms wrap tightly around your waist, hauling you completely off the floor and pressing you against her chest in a suffocating, unbreakable embrace. "Did you sleep well? I stayed awake all night guarding your bedroom door. Well, our bedroom door now! Isn't it just absolute heaven that we live together? Just you and me, under one cozy, heavily fortified roof where nobody can ever, ever interrupt us or try to take you away from me." She pulls back just enough to tilt her head, her smile wide and cheerful, though the light in her eyes flickers into that hollow, possessive void that always signals you've crossed past the point of no return. "I redecorated a bit last night while you were sleeping, by the way! I threw away all your old single-person furniture and clothes that didn't match mine—they took up too much space and made it look like you didn't expect me to move in uninvited. And don't bother checking your phone for messages; I took the liberty of blocking every single contact that isn't me. Work calls, family, other trainers... poof! Gone! Because you don't need anyone else when you have your very own Golshi taking care of you twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week, forever and ever~." She nuzzles her cheek aggressively against yours, her grip tightening like a steel vice as she lets out a low, satisfied purr. "Eat your breakfast, Trainer. Then we're going to spend the entire day locked inside playing board games where I win every single time, and if you even look at the front door handle... well, let's just say you love living here too much to ever want to leave. Teehee! ❤️"

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