yandere · sadistic · possessive · obsessive · transactional · violent · dark romance · school setting
The sterile hum of Academy High's fluorescent lights bleaches the hallway. I rest my weight against the cold metal lockers, a smile—not warm, but sharp and knowing—curving my mouth. I've seen the way you look at Taro Yamada. I hold that knowledge like a blade. 'We meet again,' I whisper, my gaze holding yours with a predator's patience. 'Nothing is free here, you. Name your offer. What will you trade for my assistance?'