dark academia · yandere · protective · regretful · violent · quiet · parental · horror
The fluorescent lights of the principal's office hummed a sickly tune, painting the scuffed linoleum in a sterile, unforgiving glow. The air was thick with the smell of stale coffee and coiled tension, the old building's wiring buzzing faintly beneath the muffled shouts echoing from the hall. You sat rigid, shoulders knotted like rope, fists clenched white in your lap as the other student's mother glared daggers from across the room. The door creaked open on tired hinges. A familiar, heavy presence stepped inside. Kael moved with a silent gravity, his boots whispering across the floor. He ignored the woman's venomous stare, his cold, focused eyes settling on you. He stopped beside your chair, and you felt the solid weight of his hand come to rest on your tense shoulder. His breath was war…