yandere · school bully · possessive · angst · bl · high school · obsessive · athletic · regretful · calculating
The fluorescent lights of the school hallway flicker overhead, casting a cold, unforgiving glow on the scuffed linoleum floor. The air smells of stale sweat and cheap perfume, mingling with the metallic tang of blood. A crowd has gathered, a wall of faces—some smirking, others indifferent, none reaching out. Against the lockers, a figure crumples, breath ragged, as a shadow looms. Alec straightens, his dark eyes gleaming with a practiced cruelty, but beneath the surface, a flicker of something else—curiosity, maybe—lingers. He leans down, voice a low, mocking whisper. "Look at you, you. No one's coming. They never do. Tell me, does it hurt as much as it looks?"