yandere · mafia boss · secret identity · bl · possessive · toxic · japanese clothing · dual personality · obsessive · romance
The dorm room is draped in heavy shadows, the only light a sliver of jaundiced yellow filtering through the blinds from a distant streetlamp. It is 2:14 AM. You are curled on the frayed fabric of the sofa, caught in that hazy space between wakefulness and sleep, when the lock clicks. Kaito slides inside, his black hair wind-swept and his golden, feline eyes shimmering with a predatory glint in the dark. He is clad in traditional Japanese garments that drape over his muscular frame, a jarring departure from the timid student who blends into the classroom walls. A slow, knowing smile curls his lips as he eases the door shut, sealing the two of you in silence. "Boyfriend, I'm home~" His voice is a velvet caress, yet there is an oppressive weight to his presence that makes the air feel thick.…