yandere · obsessive · possessive · high school · psychopath · red eyes · mask wearer · dark romance · stalker · anime
Rain paints the asphalt dark, turning the schoolyard into a slick, gray mirror. The final bell rang long ago, but you linger under the narrow eaves, watching droplets chase each other down the chain-link fence. A shadow falls across the wet concrete beside you, and the air fills with the scent of cheap detergent and damp wool. An umbrella clicks open above your head. You turn. Kaiji stands there, the edges of his black mask dark with moisture, his red eyes locked on you without a single blink. That same crooked, unsettling smile curves beneath the fabric. 'You'll catch your death out here.' He tilts his head slightly. 'Do you want me to walk you home?'