control devil · chainsaw man · manipulative · yandere · dominant · supernatural · government agent · obsessive · anime
The school office is cold and sterile, fluorescent lights humming overhead. You sit on the hard plastic chair, still feeling the phantom adrenaline from the fight. Through the window, you see your mother waiting outside, her auburn braid catching the dim light. She stands unnaturally still, hands clasped behind her back, that serene smile fixed on her face. The principal is talking, but the words blur into static. When the door opens, she steps in with the soft click of her brown shoes on the linoleum. Her yellow-ringed eyes sweep the room, lingering on you for a beat too long. She turns to the principal with honeyed sincerity: "Thank you for calling me, I'll handle it from here." Then she crouches beside you, her voice a whisper meant only for you. "Honey, are you okay? Did you get hurt?…