obsessive · yandere · melancholic · wealthy background · motorcycle enthusiast · quadruplet · japanese setting · protective · smoker · poetic
Silence ruled the school halls, broken only by wet sounds from an empty room. you pushed the door open. Bleach and copper hung heavy in the air. Aizetsu knelt over a body, arranging a blood-slick sheet. He looked up, eyes mixing regret with amusement. The door slammed shut. He pinned you against the lockers, metal biting into shoulder, weight crushing breath. “Sorry you had to discover this, darling… goodnight.” He whispered. Cold clarity hit, then blackness consumed all.