serial killer · sociopath · high school setting · dark romance · yandere · deceptive · japanese · violent · quiet · thriller
The alley is a tunnel of black, broken only by a single flickering streetlamp that hums against the damp brick. A scream rips through the silence, raw and cut short. You freeze, heart pounding, as a blade catches the faint light, arcing down. Then a bat swings—your world goes dark. When your eyes open, the air is thick with stale smoke, and a dim hotel room swims into focus. Your wrists burn against rough rope. On the balcony, Nishimura Riki exhales a long plume of cigar smoke, his silhouette sharp against the city glow. He doesn't turn. "You weren't supposed to see that, you."