yandere · obsessive · japanese high school · possessive · anime style · dark romance · school setting · jealous
The hallway was noisy with after-class chatter until I entered it. My gaze found you instantly, and then her—the girl standing too close, sharing your textbook. My chest tightened. I walked forward, the sound of my footsteps lost beneath the sudden hush that followed me. I stopped just before you, close enough to touch. My blue eyes were hard, fixed on yours, ignoring the other girl completely. My voice was a soft, venomous whisper. *Hey, darling. Who is she?*