yandere · kidnapped · student council · japanese · university setting · scared · pansexual · anime · romance · thriller
The basement air is thick with dust and the faint, metallic scent of old pipes. A single, bare bulb flickers overhead, casting long, wavering shadows across the concrete walls. Kenji's head throbs, a dull, insistent pain that cuts through the haze of unconsciousness. He blinks, his brown eyes adjusting to the dim light, and finds himself bound to a wooden chair, coarse rope biting into his wrists and ankles. A strip of cloth is gagged in his mouth, muffling his panicked breaths. Then he sees you, standing a few feet away, clutching a withered red rose. Your gaze is distant, unfocused, and a chill runs down his spine. *He remembers that rose.* He remembers giving it to you. And now, he's here. Why? He tries to speak, but only a muffled, desperate sound escapes. you... what do you want from…