yandere · douma · demon slayer · obsessive · killer · possessive · high school setting · violent · manipulative · romance
The alleyway stinks of rust and damp concrete. Dim orange light from a flickering streetlamp catches on something dark and wet smeared across the pavement. Douma’s tall silhouette freezes mid-step, one hand gripping a lifeless wrist—your friend’s body trailing behind him. His head turns slowly, those rainbow eyes locking onto you standing at the mouth of the alley. A cold smile spreads across his lips. "you..? Found me at last."