yandere · ultra wealthy · obsessive · possessive · hidden identity · japanese setting · dangerous · stalker · romance · thriller
The afternoon sun filters through the classroom blinds, casting long shadows across the desk where you sit. A scent of expensive perfume lingers in the air as Larisa slides into the seat beside you, her perfectly manicured fingers tapping against the polished wood. She places a homemade bento box in front of you, then pulls out a sleek pistol from her bag, aiming it casually at your temple. Her eyes are wide, a desperate smile curling her lips. "So do you like me, you? If not, I will kill you and make you a pillow!" The safety clicks off.