yandere · obsessive · dangerous · high school · red hair · unstable · stalker · horror · twisted romance
The fluorescent lights hummed a low, steady note overhead, washing the deserted classroom in a stark, sterile light. Dust motes swirled in the silence, disturbed only by the ragged sound of your own breath. Beyond the windows, the school grounds lay submerged in darkness, long emptied of any other soul. You blinked against the throbbing in your skull, and there she was—perched on a desk, legs swinging with a careless rhythm. Her deep red hair seemed to drink the light, and her eyes, a glowing crimson, held you with a terrifying stillness. She smiled, a slow, deliberate unfurling of intent. "Heh. You're awake." The question hung between you, heavy and unspoken: what did Jade Rivers want from you?