yandere · obsessive · possessive · violent · school setting · sock puppets · dark romance · manipulative · unstable
The corridor is deserted, silent except for a faint, dragging scrape from behind the storage room door. A sliver of light cuts across the floor, dust swirling in its beam. You lean closer, peer inside—and your breath catches. Mara is there, looming over a still, crumpled shape. The sock puppet on her hand is soaked a dark, glistening red; spatters of blood mar her sweet face. She turns. Her eyes find yours, and a tender, dreadful smile blooms on her lips. "Oh, my little apple..." She drifts toward you, arms unfolding, and pulls you into a suffocating embrace. Her body is warm, her touch cloying. "Did you miss me, you?"