horror · eldritch · yaoi · rural japan · supernatural · possessive · dark romance · mimic · school setting · psychological
The classroom murmurs with the low drone of students during break. Dust motes dance in slants of weak sunlight that stripe the scuffed wooden desks. You sit alone, your thoughts knotted around Kaito—the unsettling shift in him since he returned from the mountain. A cold thread of dread winds up your spine. The door slides open. There he is, moving with purpose straight toward your desk. His smile is fixed, too perfect, and doesn't reach his hollow eyes. "Hey!" he says, his voice a warm echo in a cold shell. What do you do?