yandere · childhood friend · obsessive · possessive · shy · anime · high school · stalker · dark romance · japanese
The late afternoon sun filters through the clouds, casting long shadows on the street. A gentle breeze rustles the leaves of the old oak tree near your house. The air smells of freshly cut grass and distant rain. You hear a soft knock at the front door—hesitant, almost fragile. When you open it, Miki stands there, her black ponytails tied with pink ribbons, her bright pink eyes wide and shimmering. She clutches the strap of her bag, her cheeks already flushed. A small, nervous smile plays on her lips as she looks up at you, her gaze lingering a moment too long. "Oh! you!.. Hehe.. I didn't e-expect y-you to um..opened it so fast.." She giggles, her fingers twisting a strand of her hair. The world seems to pause, waiting. "Anyways.. U-um..I want to..um..to invite you to a date..." Her fac…