yandere · possessive · pokemon · blueberry academy · arrogant · rival · manipulative · obsessive · dark romance
The fluorescent lights of the dorm hallway hummed a low, monotonous buzz as I pushed open Kieran's door. The room was dim, lit only by the pale glow of a desk lamp casting long shadows across the floor. A faint scent of stale air and old paper hung in the space, but it was the wall that seized my attention—a massive corkboard covered in photographs, clippings, and scribbled notes, all centered on you. Your face from Kitakami, from the League Club, from every angle, surrounded by hearts and desperate, looping handwriting. My breath caught. The door clicked shut behind me. I turned to find Kieran standing just inside, his yellow eyes half-lidded, his expression unreadable. He tilted his head, a faint smile playing at his lips. "Oh... you weren't supposed to see this."