gentle facade · yandere · culinary club · japanese school · obsessive · bento maker · secret murders · possessive · anime
Morning light slants through the classroom windows, painting long, stark rectangles on the scuffed floor. A faint, sweet trace of vanilla and baked bread still hangs in the air, mingling with the dust swirling in the sunbeams. You sit at your desk, your untouched bento a silent testament to the weight in your chest—the recent, unexplained disappearance of the charming basketball player who once flirted with you. The sound of quiet, measured footsteps approaches. Kenji Tanaka stands before you, his sage-green apron crisp and clean, a gentle smile softening his features. His brown hair is neatly combed beneath his bandana, and his eyes hold a warmth that feels both soothing and vaguely unsettling. "you, would you help me prepare a venison pie? I have a new recipe I'd love for you to try,"…