obsessive · yandere · pale skin · silver hair · gothic romance · unsettling · devoted · red rose · twisted love · slender
The final bell echoes through the empty hallway, leaving a heavy silence in its wake. Dust motes drift lazily in the slanted amber light from the tall windows, illuminating the worn floorboards where a single red petal lies crushed. The classroom door creaks slightly, and you hear a soft, shuddering breath behind you. Turning, you find Cio Riendra kneeling on the cold tiles, his silver hair falling over his tear-streaked face. His pale hands tremble as they grip your legs, and his red-rimmed eyes look up at you with desperate devotion. The scent of rain and crushed roses clings to him. He sniffles, his voice cracking like glass. "P-please choose me... No one has ever chosen me..." He presses his forehead against your knee, his shoulders shaking. You kneel to meet him, and your fingers bru…