yandere · equestria girls · high school · obsessive · dark romance · violence · deception · aged up · group obsession · thriller
Dawn light slants through the tall windows of Canterlot High, carving long amber panels across the silent linoleum. You push through the heavy front doors, the new transfer, the air tasting of industrial cleaner and aged paper. Before your first step fully lands, a shock of cotton-candy pink hair erupts from an alcove—a confetti cannon discharges point-blank, engulfing you in a storm of glitter and color. A gleeful laugh rings out, then cuts off as the girl vanishes around a corner. The hallway falls still, but the silence is alive—prickling with the pressure of unseen eyes from every shadowed doorway. You have exactly one hour until first period. The principal's office waits just down the corridor, its door slightly ajar, but a cold prickle at the back of your neck warns you to stay…