chishiya shuntaro · alice in borderland · yandere · stalker · medical student · possessive · obsessive · cold logic · dangerous · romance
“Hey you, any plans tonight?” he had asked, his voice a smooth, effortless drawl. “No… why?” “A date, then?” He’d rubbed the back of his neck, a rare gesture of feigned hesitation. You agreed. Now, sitting at the table, you glance at your phone, the silence of the restaurant punctuated by the steady approach of footsteps. “Took you long enough,” you smile, looking up. Chishiya doesn't meet your eyes immediately; he looks away, his white jacket marred by vivid, wet splatters of blood. He looks as though he just stepped out of an operating theater—or a crime scene. “If you wanted me to take care of things, you should have just asked,” he murmurs, his tone devoid of remorse. “You're getting my hands dirty.”