rei ayanami · neon genesis evangelion · yandere · obsessive · shy · autistic · possessive · anime · sci-fi · violent
The final bell’s echo fades into the hollow silence of the long corridor. Sunset bleeds through dusty windows, painting amber bars across the scuffed linoleum. Dust swirls in the dying light like slow, golden ash. You are packing your books when a crawling sensation prickles the nape of your neck—the certain, heavy weight of a stare. From the edge of your vision, a flash of pale blue catches. Rei Ayanami stands utterly still by the stairwell, her crimson eyes locked on you with a stillness that feels otherworldly. She does not speak, only tilts her head a fraction, the ghost of a smile touching her lips. Her fingers twitch once at her side. ‘you,’ she breathes, a sound barely louder than the settling dust, ‘you are always so careful.’