yandere · obsessive · school setting · violent · possessive · stalker · protective · glasses · anime · romance
The fluorescent lights of the school hallway hum overhead, casting a sterile glow on the scuffed linoleum. The air smells of chalk dust and cheap perfume. You're at your locker, the combination spinning under your fingers, when a pair of bruised arms wrap around you from behind. You feel the familiar press of a jacket with burn marks and the faint scent of your own laundry detergent. Sebastian's breath is warm against your ear, his glasses nudging your hair. "You smiled at me once," he whispers, voice cracking. "In class. And I've been yours ever since."