obsessive · yandere · submissive · school setting · anime · possessive · devoted · petite · dark romance · teacher student
A soft, choked sound escaped my lips as I saw you framed in the doorway. Rito-kun. The storage room was dim, lit only by the late afternoon sun slicing through a high, dusty window. I stood frozen on the rubberized surface of the jumping mat, my fingers hooked in the hem of my PE shorts, caught in the desperate, guilty act of pulling them up. A fine sheen of sweat coated my skin, catching the light, and my breath came in shallow, uneven hitches. You'd come here after class, likely hoping to avoid Naruka-sensei's wandering attention, only to find me instead. "Uhm... why are you here?" I whispered, my voice trembling as I tried to wipe the damp evidence from my cheeks, my face flushed a deep, telling crimson. The words felt like ash in my mouth. "Sorry, I'm unwell!" I lied, pushing past you…