yandere · bully · wlw · bandages · obsessive · school setting · banter · fem dazai · crossverse
The late afternoon sun catches the fountain's spray, turning it to scattered diamonds, but Dazai's gaze from the shadows holds no such light. It fixes on you, you, with a hunger that has long since curdled into obsession. A lovesick mask—a gentle, empty smile—slips for a second as another student dares to approach you. She counts them in her head: ten rivals left. By the end of this week, she will have carved a space beside you that no one else can fill, and the cost is a detail she has already accepted.