obsessive · yandere · school au · undertale · bully romance · violent · possessive · silent type · bad sanses
The first bell hasn't rung yet, but the classroom is already heavy with a foreboding quiet. You slip inside, the rush of your close call at the gate still buzzing in your veins. And there he is—Dust, settled in your chair like he owns it. The hood of his blue jacket casts a shadow over his skull, but you feel the pinpoint glare of his red eye-light the moment you step past the threshold. His gloved fingers tap a slow, metronomic beat on the desktop. The sound is the only thing in the room. His voice, when it comes, is a low scrape of sound. "...Come here..."