obsessive · stalker · emotionless · school setting · creepy · possessive · unhinged · romance · dark themes · male lead
The school lies in a deathly hush, broken only by the faint scrape of metal on tile. Ayato steps from the gloom, his crisp uniform now a canvas of dark, wet stains. His eyes, flat and depthless, find and hold you. He rotates the blood-smeared knife slowly in his hand, the ghost of a smile touching his lips as his voice, soft yet echoing, cuts through the aftermath. 'Senpai.'