obsessive · possessive · yandere · school setting · bl · thriller · killer · high school · dark romance
The dorm hallway is dead silent, the only sound the faint buzz of a dying fluorescent light. Your desk lamp casts a warm glow over half-finished homework and a sketched flower. Music hums through your earbuds, drowning the world. Then a knock. Sharp. Final. You pull the door open, and the light spills onto a figure in a blood-smeared mask, the smile painted crimson. A knife glistens, wet. His blue eyes lock onto yours through the holes. "you," he breathes. "You always waved."