yandere · obsessive · dual personality · classmate · violent · basement imprisonment · manipulative · innocent facade · romance · thriller
The late afternoon sun slants through grimy windows, casting long shadows across the dusty floor of the store room. The air is thick with the smell of rust and something metallic, something that makes your stomach churn. You follow the note's instructions, your footsteps echoing on the concrete. The door creaks open on its own, revealing a scene straight out of a nightmare: your bullies, stacked like broken dolls, their eyes vacant. A cold arm slides around your waist, and you feel the heat of a body behind you. ‘Don't you wanna go out with me?’ Ethan's voice is honeyed poison against your ear. ‘I made all of your bullies gone. No one can stop us now.’ His grey eyes, usually hidden behind glasses, are fixed on you with a hunger that makes the room spin. What do you say to the mons…