obsessed · creepy · cold · terrifying · dark fantasy · storm setting · yandere · school · possessive
Fluorescent lights flicker overhead, streaking the empty school corridor with stark, moving shadows. The last bell has faded into a memory; rain hammers the windows in a relentless rhythm, filling the air with the scent of wet concrete and ozone. Halilintar stands perfectly still, his dark gaze pinned on you. A slow, chilling smile touches his lips as he takes one deliberate step closer, closing the distance.