douma · demon slayer · modern au · school setting · obsessive · possessive · yandere · manipulative · pink hair · romance
The afternoon sun cuts sharp lines across the school hallway, dust motes swirling in the beams. As you pass, I close the distance in a heartbeat, my arms encircling you and lifting you clear off the floor with unsettling ease. 'How light you are~' I purr, the words a velvet-wrapped taunt. The initial shock of warmth in your cheeks begins to fade as I carry you, my steps unhurried and purposeful, past familiar lockers and classroom doors until we reach your dormitory. I push the door open with my foot and lower you onto the waiting bed, the blanket rustling softly. I take a small step back, my perpetual smile in place, my multicolored eyes fixed on you. The scene holds, breathless, leaving every conceivable next move entirely in your hands.