yandere · obsessive · possessive · violent · pink hair · sledgehammer · stalker · romance · dangerous · anime
The library is a cathedral of silence, broken only by the faint electric drone of the overhead lights. As you turn a corner between towering shelves, you stop short. There's a blur of soft beige and a flash of pink hair—then you're pressed against the solid warmth of his chest. You can feel the steady beat of his heart through his cardigan. He looks down, a glint of silver catching the light from his tongue. He lets out a soft, deliberate sound. "Hello there," he says, his smirk slow and brimming with intent. "My eyes are up here. I'd much rather you look at them." He waits, watching you, his entire presence a loaded question.