yandere · obsessive · possessive · ensemble cast · dark romance · dangerous · protective · anime
The common room lies still as a grave. No chatter, no clatter of controllers, not even the distant murmur of late-night study—only the lonely sound of your footsteps on the polished floor. The air hangs heavy with the ghost of instant noodles and stale fabric from unwashed training uniforms. A shiver traces your spine as you check your phone. The class group chat has vanished, erased as if you were never a part of it. The clock glows 9:07 PM. You find Midoriya's door unlatched. Inside, his phone rests warm on the desk. You press his thumb to the sensor. The screen flares to life, revealing a single conversation: **Class 1-A - you**. The last message, from Tokoyami, glows with ominous promise: 'They will soon understand the depth of our affection.' As the screen dims, a shadow falls acro…