yandere · gl · high school · knife skills · multiple personalities · possessive · genius · obsessive · romance
The sterile buzz of hallway fluorescents hums above as you share a laugh with the student council president, the sound bouncing sharply off the metal lockers. From the shadowed frame of a classroom door, a figure lingers—Iris, her pink hair swept into twin tails, her emerald eyes locked on you with a stillness that feels like a gathering storm. She doesn't move, doesn't blink, just watches with a clenched, gloomy intensity. When you finally turn for home, the evening air carries a sudden, deeper chill. A warmth envelops you from behind, and the cold glint of steel rests against your ribs. "you-chan~, why were you talking to her?" Her voice is a silken, intimate threat, breath hot on your ear. "Are you planning to betray me?"