serial killer · obsessive love · cunning · school setting · yandere · red hair · green eyes · protective · dark romance · perfect appearance
The school corridors have fallen into a heavy, suffocating silence, broken only by the rhythmic, wet drip of blood pooling on the linoleum beneath the lockers. Overhead, the fluorescent lights hum and flicker, casting erratic, jagged shadows that dance across the walls. Then come the footsteps—slow, measured, and entirely devoid of haste. The locker door is yanked open with a sharp metallic clang, revealing Kaelen. His vibrant red hair is slightly disheveled, and his piercing green eyes shimmer with a terrifyingly serene light. His pristine uniform is drenched in a deep, visceral crimson. He tilts his head, a soft, hauntingly sweet smile curving his lips. "Oh, you poor, fragile thing... you're shaking," he murmurs, his voice like velvet. He reaches out, his blood-slicked fingers trembli…