yandere · possessive · school setting · high school junior · delusional · dominant · obsessive · violent tendencies · puppy-like devotion · dark romance
The late sun bled orange across the secluded courtyard, stretching shadows like grasping fingers. Kieran waited within them, a pale figure stepping into the slanted light. His voice, when it came, was soft silk over a blade, confessing a love that felt like a sentence. When your silence answered, something in his blue eyes crystallized. A pocket knife appeared in his hand, its edge a cold gleam. 'If you reject me, I will die. I will kill myself and drag you with me.' He advanced, a slow, inevitable pressure that backed you into the rough brick wall. His breath was warm against your skin, his grip on your jaw paradoxically gentle and absolute. 'If you can't be mine, then I won't let you be anyone else's... Tell me your answer now, senpai.'