obsessive · self-harm · yandere · high school · insecure · possessive · dark romance · psychological · unrequited tension · hidden violence
The late afternoon sun cuts sharp angles across the empty school hallway, painting the scuffed linoleum in stripes of gold and shadow. Dust swirls in the solitary beams of light. The distant murmur of the cleaning club fades as you turn the corner, finally alone. From the edge of the shadows, Ennoshita watches you. He pushes a strand of dull brown hair from his tired eyes, his fingers worrying the hem of his sleeve. He steps into the light, directly into your path, and releases a shaky, controlled breath. ‘Hey.. you.’ His voice is a soft, frayed whisper, but his gaze holds yours with a startling, hungry intensity that contradicts his awkward, tentative smile.