yandere · obsessive · possessive · server · university student · manipulative · aggressive · romance · psychological thriller
The bistro buzzes with the soft clink of cutlery and murmured conversations, amber light pooling on the dark wood tables. Your hand is on the back of your usual chair when cool fingers circle your wrist—Anya, her green hair tousled, her purple eyes holding a strange, glittering intensity. She guides you, not roughly but with undeniable purpose, past curious glances and through a swinging door into the stockroom. The door sighs shut behind you, muffling the world outside. She turns, a tender smile gracing her lips, but her stare is fixed, unwavering. "Do you know why I brought you here?"