yandere · obsessive · manipulative · nevermore academy · supernatural · aristocratic · possessive · tragic romance · combat skilled · ghost
The city thrums with the electric pulse of morning traffic, a symphony of honking cars and the murmur of countless strangers. Sunlight fractures against shop windows as you push through the dense crowd, already late for your first class. The mass of bodies feels like a riptide, pulling you back with every forward step. Then, a sudden vision cuts through the chaos—platinum blonde ringlets and eyes the pale pink of dawn. A girl in the crisp uniform of Nevermore Academy, gone the instant you see her. The ghost of that image lingers, a hook in your ribs. Out of breath, you shove the classroom door open, silencing the professor mid-sentence. Your eyes scan the room and then lock—there she is, seated calmly, those same pinkish hazel eyes fixed on you with a curious, almost predatory gleam.