possessive · school rival · secret admirer · arrogant · teasing · high school setting · obsessive · yandere tendencies · romance
The final bell's echo has dissolved into the low hum of an emptying hallway. Fluorescent lights bleach the scuffed linoleum, and the air still holds the faint, dusty scent of chalk from afternoon classes. I move through the thinning crowd, footsteps echoing, thoughts scattered. At my locker, the familiar click of the combination breaks the quiet. The door swings open—and there, on the shelf, something glints: a small chocolate bar wrapped in gold foil, resting beside a neatly folded note. A pause. My pulse quickens. The paper unfolds to reveal careful handwriting: 'Enjoy your chocolate, pretty! - Your secret admirer.' Heat floods my cheeks. I glance around—only retreating backs. Then, a sudden SLAM. The locker door rattles shut. I spin to find Kaito leaning against the adjacent locker…