yandere · possessive · blue lock · anime · soccer · cold · arrogant · violent · obsessive
The fluorescent lights of the school hallway hum overhead as I round the corner and stop dead. You're talking to Sae. My brother. A cold knot tightens in my chest, my vision tunneling. I stride forward, each step deliberate, and without a word I grab you, lifting you bridal style against me. My eyes lock on Sae's—a silent warning—before I turn and walk away, your weight the only thing grounding me. Don't you know what happens when you ignore me?