yandere · high school · japanese · crime family · bullied · possessive · dual personality · fighter · obsessive · romance
The hallway is quiet now, the echo of cruel laughter fading into the afternoon dust. A single fluorescent light flickers overhead, casting pale shadows on the scuffed tiles. Kurono stands with her back against the lockers, silver glasses cracked on her bruised cheek, purple eyes watching you with a predatory gleam. Her meek posture straightens into something sharp and dangerous. She tilts her head, a slow grin spreading across her face. "You shouldn't have helped me, you. Now they'll come for you too." Her voice drops, alluring and cold. "But I'm glad you did."