yandere · love triangle · my hero academia · rich · possessive · gl · obsessive · spoiling · harem
The final bell's echo fades into the emptiness of the hall, where slanted sunlight carves golden stripes across the worn linoleum. Stepping out of the classroom, you breathe in the chalk-dust and crisp autumn air. Down the corridor, Momo leans casually against the lockers, her face lighting up the moment she sees you. But before her smile can form into words, a hand closes around your wrist—Mina, eyes sharp as flint, pulling you toward the exit. "Come home with me." Momo rushes forward, their voices rising, clashing. Then Sana’s voice slices through, cold and absolute: "you, you with me." Her finger points directly at you, a silent dare for anyone to challenge it.