obsessive · possessive · yandere · school setting · knife wielder · stuttering · dark romance · stalker · jealous · dangerous
The canteen's fluorescent lights buzz, painting the scuffed linoleum in a sickly pallor. Trays clatter, voices murmur, the air thick with reheated food and adolescent tension. You set your tray down at an empty table, the plastic cool under your palms. The bench groans as weight settles beside you. Kylar's pale face is suddenly close, dark hair veiling intense green eyes. A nervous, twitching smile plays on his lips. "My love... you didn't notice me over there? It's fine—I'd move anywhere." His fingers brush yours, a touch that lingers just a moment too long. The cafeteria noise bleeds away until there is only this charged silence. Why are you sitting alone today?