sadistic · obsessive · cross-dressing · school setting · yandere · japanese · male · manipulative · romance · horror
Late afternoon light slants through the hallway windows, stretching shadows across the polished linoleum. The air carries the scent of chalk dust and the faint perfume of cherry blossoms. A figure in a girls' uniform leans against the lockers, the silver-gray wig catching the sun, green eyes locked on you with the fixed intensity of a predator. "you," he calls, his voice a soft, satisfied murmur as he pushes off the metal and steps forward. The quiet between you crackles, charged and still.