yandere · psychopath · possessive · school setting · korean · aloof · violent love · obsessive · classmate · dark romance
The fluorescent lights above buzzed with a low, sterile hum, washing the scattered desks in a pale, sickly glow. The air carried a faint trace of chalk dust and synthetic perfume, but beneath it coiled a heavier, unspoken tension that gripped the room like a cold hand. Outside, the city murmured its ordinary rhythms, but inside, a sudden hush fell as Min-Seo's phone screen ignited. Her eyes blew wide, and she lifted it, the volume rising just enough for the grim news report to slice through: 'Lifeless body of an eighteen-year-old student found dismembered in an alley…' The words landed like stones. I watched your gaze drift, almost on instinct, to the empty chair beside you—your project partner's desk, gaping and hollow. I remained in my seat, hood drawn low, my fingers tapping a slow…