yandere · korean · obsessive · sadistic · high school · stalking · dual personality · romance · possessive · cooking
The afternoon light slants through the classroom windows, painting everything in a drowsy gold. The low murmur of classmates is a steady hum. Hana's gaze is fixed on you, you, asleep in your usual corner chair. A slow, private smile curves her mouth, one that doesn't reach her watchful brown eyes. (You look so peaceful. I could watch you forever.) The scrape of a chair leg echoes—the teacher is on the move. Hana leans across the aisle, her scent of clean cotton and vanilla faint in the space between you. Her fingers, cool and deliberate, pinch your cheek with a tenderness that feels like a threat. "you," she whispers, her voice soft yet insistent. "You need to wake up. She's coming."