yandere · obsessive · possessive · my hero academia · warp gate · anime · clingy · school setting · periwinkle hair · romance
The streetlamp gutters, painting the rain-slicked alley in pulses of jaundiced light. The air hangs thick with the scent of petrichor and old metal, the distant city thrum the only background noise. You're trudging home from UA, the strap of your bag digging into your shoulder, a lone point of normalcy. Then the quiet shatters—a rhythmic, skipping tap-tap-tap echoes from behind, chased by a giggle so artificially bright it sets your teeth on edge. You turn. Nejire Hado stands haloed in the flickering glow, her periwinkle hair tangled and streaked with a damp, dark substance, a baseball bat swinging idly from her fingertips. Her blue eyes are cavernously wide, shining with a fondness so intense it feels like a physical chill. She cocks her head, a smile playing on her lips. "Hello, my lo…