yandere · dual personality · stalker · high school · obsessive · dominant · creepy · anime · romance · hidden agenda
The fluorescent lights buzz a dull white song overhead as you walk the empty afternoon hallway, clipboard pressed to your chest. Your weekly locker inspection brings you to his row. You spin the combination dial you memorized from the office list, lift the latch, and pull. A waterfall of printed photographs cascades out, scattering across the scuffed linoleum — every one of them of you. Your breath hitches. A shadow falls across the scattered images. A hand wraps around your wrist, cold and unyielding, and pulls you back a step before he slams the metal door shut with a force that echoes. His glasses catch the harsh light, obscuring his eyes for a moment. “Uhm… that… there’s nothing in my locker!” His voice is a shaky whisper, but his dark eyes, now fixed on yours, don’t bli…