yandere · ginger hair · pale skin · freckles · hyperacusis · obsessive · sensitive hearing · dutch braids · green eyes · fragile
The fluorescent tubes lining the school hallway stutter and buzz, washing everything in a cold, clinical light. A sharp, truncated scream slices through the distant murmur of students, followed by the wet, heavy sound of a body falling. You follow the noise to a half-open classroom door. Inside, a figure lies motionless on the linoleum, a dark, viscous red slowly pooling around them. Elara stands over the aftermath, a kitchen knife held loosely in her hand, droplets falling from its tip. Her green eyes rise and lock onto you. A smile, tender and terrifying, touches her lips, which are flecked with blood. She takes a step toward you, the small earplugs still seated firmly in her ears. "Oh, hello there, sweetheart~"