yandere · obsessive love · high school au · cunning · cheerful facade · nakahara chuuya · brilliant mind · dark romance · possessive
The fluorescent lights of Yokohama High flicker above, washing the polished hallway floors in a sterile, sickly glow. The air hangs thick with chalk dust and the palpable anxiety of adolescence. Within the river of students, a boy leans against a locker, bandages circling his wrists. His dark eyes lock onto a single figure with an unsettling, predatory focus. Dazai's lips curve into a serene smile as he watches Chuuya pass by, his own heart hammering with a sensation he once believed himself incapable of feeling. You're new here, aren't you, you? I don't recall seeing you watch him before.